Theatre Nocturne - Throne | Текст песни

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Life
Now spilling forth from slit widowed stars
O’er jagged mountains
Spired high atop Heaven’s peak
To a nadir re-risen
As vulva spreading demon breed
Like Adam’s seed
‘Cross landscapes ravaged by
Faithful ignorance

As betrayal enscented Eden’s trees
Eve: swarmed, torn, impregnated,
Wed her lips to Death’s solemn seize
Writhing well as she bit her tongue
Passing divine blood
Between her legs in a flood
Of intrigue

Paradise now darkened
With vast eclipse
Sun to moon
A serpent’s hiss,
To Eve, a mourning bliss
Her voice pleaded,
Begged,
And my eyes opened
Deep between her thighs

I swam in afterbirth
Bathed in iniquities, for
Death my father
And Heaven’s radiance my mother,
I rose as power above all…

Monarchs tortured by the very word they misuse
Power…
Laid on the rack backs cracked
Flesh weaved into abominations
To understand true suffering,
They scream!
Beg to me like
Monstrosities reflecting on
The nature of their pathetic fucking souls…

And as this world dies
Ignorance shall die with it,
Power restored then madness…

My blood, the blood that fuels such decadence
Like a coveted tryst
But blame I feel not, only rejoice,
My lifeline now sown
A love I had taken such as thee
Her legs though did part with ease
And my seed spilt…
Her heart did stop
As the sun set one last path
‘Cross beauteous skies
To welcome in the true rapture…

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