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I drift into luciferous darkness
And kiss the blithesome aeons of quietude

A wounded cupid passes saddened by, dead in the winds eye

O, blood, blood, blood...

...I bath in the sea of vengeance

I whirl like wilted petals in blissful reverie affected only by the recession
Your sinful(glittering) eyes, gentle with concern, windburn my (quasi)famous expression
A thin strip of white appears at the sky and i cherish the soul's retrieval
'cause even when you tempt my soul it's not enough to make you evil

Even though we have never met you seem eerily familiar
As if i have known you forever...oh, blissful dismay
So many similarities...

I beweep my foolish prudence, I beweep thy sick reluctancy
chaos disguised as nought, accusing acquaintance of sodomy
Sometimes I just stare blankly for hours wondering how it could have been
interrupted only by the blur of sight from the tears I shed in between

C17-H19-NO3-H2O...

I crawl my way through morphine days

The envious audience is chasing us through the cold slop of reality
exhibited in the dying drama, our design became their wounds
we will never follow their sickening script, never pass them but a fake smile
and every fucking motion is motley, dispelled from morals...

All the little girls have turned into the women that will suck us off...
(Comme il faut...)

I am Mephisto in a sanctified guise attired in robes of silk and fur
I was the will o' the wisp of devilish fashion, the glamorous aura of adventure

All the kisses you have ever missed
Wheresoever you may desire to be kissed
We'll kiss and cuddle, we'll fuck and cling
I'll be your decadent plaything

The paths of the heart...
Inscrutable, ay
Consciously I trespass
To enervate the energy of day

I dedicate my beauty to the stars
I soliloquize and kiss my precious scars
I dedicate my suicide to thee

Craving hands carved in my back
If love was present I'd make it crack
Cynical tripping from here to there
It'll turn out less painful if I don't care

Sweetest dearie
Mother Mary
ramble, rumble

I beweep my foolish prudence, I beweep thy sick reluctancy
Chaos disguised as nought, accusing acquaintance of sodomy
Sometimes I just stare blankly for hours wondering how it could have been
Interrupted only by the blur of sight from the tears I she'd in between

C17-H19-No3-H2o...

I crawl my way through morphine days

Prudence kept the sun from shining bright
prudence kept the animal from revealing in the night
narcissistic raving, nihilistic craving
and she became the torment of my heart

Prudence was the context of distress and complaint
prudence kept her purity when that old moon waned
mischievously gleaming, derelict and dreaming