- Seduced by the kisses of cinnabar sweet
(Mercury rising) Seduced by the kisses of Cinnabar Sweet
(Восход Меркурия) Соблазнённый поцелуями сладких губ цвета киновари
Seduced by a girl at the apex of spring
More perfect and charming than beauty unseen
So sweet and compelling unheard of by name
- 4 1 4 1
four hundred miles in the snow
and we're still not there
one thousand scars in my soul
and i still don't care
four million prayers must be told
for my mind to bare
one hundred knives in my back
and you still don't dare
- A man without war is a man without peace
Man without war, there's no life in your breath
You say you are free, but your spirit is dead
Brother of fools, all your comrades are gone
Through the passing of life, you don't need anyone
Imbecile sister, your judgment is dead
Your soul is escaping, through a hole in your head
Man with no soul, your substance is gone
You no longer search, and look for the sun
- And The Lions Devoured The Lambs
Foresee the traitors of the future embrace the changes of today
Fulfill the secrets of tomorrow to change the outcome, of yesterday
We forgive the world for nothing as we commemorate each day
But in the sunrise of tomorrow today will fall and fade away
Should we be sheep who live forever should we be lions for one day
That is the question of tomorrow that is the answer of today
- Apocalips 2006
Apocalips-2006
1.[Mercury Rising] Seduced by the Kisses of Cinnabar Sweet
2.Lost Forever, in the Blitzkrieg of Roses
3.Do Murder and Lust make me a man?
4.Hear the Sound of a Black Flame rising
5.Sons & Daughters of Lilith and Cain
6.Hell is My Refuge. A Golden Dawn for a Judas Kiss
- Ashen like Love, and black like the Snow
You are ashen like love; you are black like the snow
You are drunken like God, making angels in snow
You are Mary confined, you are roses entwined
I am Jesus uncrowned, with the thorns of our time
My crusade is for peace,
In this body of siege
You are black like the snow, in confinement betrothed
We are werewolves entwined, in the bondage of time
- Cocktails, Carnage, Crucifixion And Pornography 2003
Cocktails, Carnage, Crucifixion And Pornography-2003
1. Cocktails, Carnage, Crucifixion And Pornography Anthem - Intro
2. Sheep for a Lifetime, or Lion for a Day
3. Remember Depravity, And the Orgies of Rome
4. Tango for the Concession of the Suspender Princess
5. In the Midst of Flaming Ruins - Desire of the Few
6. It was the Day of Lucifer Rising
- Cum, And Let Me Lead You Far Astray
cum with me, my sweet disabled friend
let me show you, where pleasure never ends
who is worthless who is free?
in this struggle to believe
cum with me, cum and see
take my hand, understand
cum with me, cum and see
- Dreaming of My Scarlet Woman
Моя алая женщина заключена во снах.
Обладает моей душой и покоряет меня.
Ты выпущена внутрь моего разума.
Я пробую твою душу, ее вкус подобен вкусу моей.
Моя алая женщина, живущая внутри.
Я не знаю твоего имени, я не вижу твоего лица.
Моя алая женщина, живущая в моей душе,
Приходит из снов и оживает.
- Flowers And Moonshine In My Garden of Eden
When I gaze into the sun; the fires burn my eyes
There I gaze into enlightenment;
There I see the serpent rise
When I gaze into the moonshine; so translucent so serene
I behold the rise of madness;
And attest to drunken dreams
When I gaze into the future; it is ruin that I see
- For The Good Of Humankind
Can you see me hanging naked from the tree?
I was sacrificed for everyone to see
Threefold is the birch-tree where I hang
Beside me hangs the body of a woman
We are heroes turned to tyrants by the chaste
They are legion watching closely in distaste
Resentment forms the soul of every man
- Four Pretty Little Horses and the Four Last Things on Earth
Every symbol I bestow you
you must try to comprehend
Cause inside the smallest details
are the answers to the end
Let me show you aberration
let me make you understand
Every second, every hour
someone´s blood will soil my hands
- From Copenhagen with love
Infernal was the lust that made our bodies yearn
Eternal was the flame that caused our souls to burn
Can you recall the spark we felt the night before?
To travel to this place and open every door
We opened up the gate and sealed the world behind
We stepped into a room and said farewell to time
We knew our lust was real so nothing could go wrong
We tried to breathe the air that burned inside our lungs
- Hunting For The Black September
Little black bird that sullies the earth; depart to where deserts converge
The ending of war, detains to befall; sustain their endeavor to fall
Hunting for the black september
Hunting for the black september
Hunting for the black september
Hunting for the black september
Render your wastes, on the spires of pray; garnish the lands of dismay
Claims of bequest emerge in contest; absolve and relinquish distress
- I AM the Sweetest of Devils
Remember when you asked me, if you could cut my hair?
I looked inside the mirror; you asked me if I dared
- “I am the sweetest devil, I promise to be dear”
This is an act of pleasure; I said I felt no fear
You took the shining scissors, and cut through skin and bones
I feared for life and fortune; my anguish was condoned
I begged you please don’t hurt me; I really love this life
I watched you squirm in laughter, as blood concealed my eyes
- I M B E C I L E, My Idiot Lover
Time will tell, it always does
Priests and whores, cum with us
You hope to see, but never will
The world will burn, and we stand still
Time won't die, it never has
For bitter and worse, no things last
"You are my imbecile, my idiot lover
- In High Heels Through Nights of Broken Glass
I cleanse my skin in flames of hell
From blood and shame and lepers’ smell
Flowers unnamed and forsaken by reason
Are growing like weeds in the garden of treason
As man is my victim it’s he who I torture
Engaged in perversions with Judas’s daughter
I salvage my soul in the essence of violence
My gospel is wisdom but censured and silenced
- In High Heels Through Nights Of Broken Glasses
I cleanse my skin in flames of hell
From blood and shame and lepers’ smell
Flowers unnamed and forsaken by reason
Are growing like weeds in the garden of treason
As man is my victim it’s he who I torture
Engaged in perversions with Judas’s daughter
I salvage my soul in the essence of violence
My gospel is wisdom but censured and silenced
- In My Little Black Dress
In my little black dress I have come to confess; that defiance is not what it seems
I am covered in dirt and my fingers they hurt; from the women I’ve tried to appease
I am soothing my soul with indulgence and gold; I will bury my face in your loins
I will master this dance with my cock in your hands; there's a slot in my back for the coins
There's a little black man in the palm of my hand, who keeps saying that fire will come
I have wandered this earth from the time of my birth, so my legs they are starting to numb
In the heart of my soul I will make me a hole; just to marvel when evil comes out
Let my silence convey all the things I can’t say, you can salvage my sex with your mouth
- In The Midst Of Flaming Ruins - Desire Of The Few
In the midst of flaming ruins sits a scarlet woman bare
Bearing arms of blooded silver sitting stalwart on a mare
She has journeyed through salvation she has journeyed all alone
She has journeyed through the twilight to find shelter in the sun
Lashed inside a raven corset wearing heels immersed in ash
Underneath her raven cloister she is blooded, bruised and scratched
She has journeyed through forever turning feathers into stone
Dressed in nothing but her girdle she bears carnage in her soul
- In the Midst of flaming Ruins Desire of the Few
In the midst of flaming ruins sits a scarlet woman bare
Bearing arms of blooded silver sitting stalwart on a mare
She has journeyed through salvation she has journeyed all alone
She has journeyed through the twilight to find shelter in the sun
Lashed inside a raven corset wearing heels immersed in ash
Underneath her raven cloister she is blooded, bruised and scratched
She has journeyed through forever turning feathers into stone
Dressed in nothing but her girdle she bears carnage in her soul
- It was the Day of Lucifer Rising
Fornication veils the morning just like carnage veils the day
The absurd and foul are silenced as the gods have turned away
There are crimson feathers falling from the slaughtered bird of truce
I am wearing all my glory for the advent of the new
There's a golden dawn inside me making darkness go away
Just like silver stars imploding we absorb the light of day
In the hopeless march of millions for the sanctity of lies
- Let Me Show You, All The Secrets Of The Torture Garden
Позволь мне открыть тебе все секреты Сада пыток
Я проведу тебя через дверь,
С условием, что я буду обожаем.
Позволь мне показать тебе, кто я такой.
Я скую тебя
Обещаниями боли.
Позволь мне показать тебе, что я умею.
- Let the Words of My Murder be the Last Words You Hear
We are victims of dreams in our moment of truth
Like pawns of delusion marching onward confused
Illusions will die and love turn away
Who remembers the past with the rise of decay?
I prick all my fingers on the thorns of the beast
You undress me and kiss me as I hide in your sleep
Let petals of roses descend where I fall
- Liebe Utopia, On Weaves Of Silken
I long to find Utopia my fatherland unsung;
Where girls confined in corsetry prevail beneath the sun
I search inside perversion for the symbols of my heart
For velvet runes of Paradise for luster in the dark
I search in implications for the gospel of untruth
For Paradise erected on the residues of truth
I search in desecration for the stainless and unchaste
For maidens of distinction to undress and consecrate
- Lost Forever, In The Blitzkrieg Of Roses
Lost Forever, In The Blitzkrieg of Roses
A flower so tender that longs to be hurt
So scarlet and slender it blossoms in dirt
Seductive and feral so perfect in thorns
- Love Always Dies, But Hate Is Forever
I see a black flag bleeding,
pounding and hurting from the blood of millions,
seeking to quench the thirst of liberation,
in the wells of an awaiting revolution
I see a red flag faIling,
built out of labour and misconception,
raised on the misconception that all are equal,
- Lucifer in Love
My body is cleansed with flowers and wine
Bodies of passion in linen entwined
Your body undressed and stockings reveal
You’re naked and longing and yearning to feel
Venus is rising to salvage the earth
A flower ascending in blossom through dirt
In blood and perfection this world shall be cleansed
So lust and cumpassion may flourish again
- Make Love And War
Let's make love through war and more; by the bearing of desire and discord
See the soldiers marching forth; on the carnage colored dew of evermore
Dressed in uniforms of gray; wearing stockings marching gladly to decay
Crushing sternly through the storm; rising gently to the stillness of the calm
Domination and dismay, turn the conquered into casualties of prey
See the implements of strife; being rendered through the opening of life
On the meadows of discord; shall the whispered yarns of massacre befall
- Make Love And War - The Wedlock Of Equilibrium 2001
Make Love And War - The Wedlock Of Equilibrium-2001
1. Beloved Kitty & the Piercing Bolts of Amor
2. Harvesting the Crop, The Chaste Verdict of Negligence
3. Apocalypse Kisses, Commemorating my Summer Solstice
4. Love Conquers All
5. To Tirzah
6. Erotisk Tillägnan
- Make Love And War - The Wedlock Of Roses 2000
Make Love And War - The Wedlock Of Roses-2000
1. Beloved Kitty & the Piercing Bolts of Amor
2. Ashen like Love & Black like the Snow
3. Passing Eyes' in Mimer's Well
4. Hunting for the Black September
5. Flowers & Moonshine in My Garden of Eden
6. Liebe Utopia, On Weaves of Silken Carnage
- Man Always Forgets
Like a crushing stone
Ripples the surface
Of a silent water pond
Like burning flames
Caress the skin
Of those who spend eternity
In their own imaginary hell
- Mary Dances In The Shadows
Mary dances in the shadows
Dressed in stockings made of white
She provides herself to angels
Seeking salvage to bear child
Mary dances in the sunshine
She's the mother of the damned
She's the mother of delusions
She's the concubine of man
- Nature Seeking Equilibrium, War For The Principle Of Balance
War; see the blaze of wielding swords
War; raging force of evermore
War; see the blaze of wielding swords
War; earth seeks life, life in war
I snatched a life I killed a bird
An olive branch fell down to earth
Replaced it with a raven crow
- ONANI 2009
ONANI-2009
1. Glory to Thee, my Beloved Masturbator
2. [Remember] What you sow is what you reap
3. Can you hear the Devils laughing? (or is it just Me)
4. The Love and Defiance of being Alive
5. Let me show you, all the Secrets of the Torture Garden
6. Too late for Innocence, too late for Regret (Four Hands please better than Two)
- Reaping The Fallen, The Second Harvest
Climbing the stairs of sorrow
To achieve completion
Listening to the sound
Of nails being struck
Into the hands
Of a million sons
Hanging....
From the ceiling of heaven
- Remember Depravity and the Orgies of Rome
Let us drink with the dead and delinquent
Let us bring in the women and bring in the wine
Let us drink with the women of crimson
Let us raise our glasses and remember the times
When women loved women and men ravished men
Let our bottomless glasses be emptied again
Let us drink with the fire that quenches our thirst
Let us drink to each other and ravish the earth
- Rituals of Love in the Passage of Genocide. Song of Rose
War and sex has an intimate connection, seeing that the outburst of war
extends the collated amplitude and variation of sexual activity amongst
the affected populations
The military state of affairs likewise furnishes the opportunity of
homosexual relations to a greater extent to that of foregoing peace and
serenity - necessity knowing no boundaries or limitations
- Sheep For A Lifetime, Or Lion For A Day
Foresee the traitors of the future embrace the changes of today
Fulfill the secrets of tomorrow to change the outcome, of yesterday
We forgive the world for nothing as we commemorate each day
But in the sunrise of tomorrow today will fall and fade away
Should we be sheep who live forever should we be lions for one day
That is the question of tomorrow that is the answer of today
- Sons and Daughters of Lilith and Cain
The mark of my father is carved in my flesh
A sign of damnation and heavenly incest
The children of pleasure delivered in pain
But crowned and defiled by the vile and insane
I am the daughter of Lilith and Cain
The whitest of devils the purest of grain
A serpent descendent from the brothels of hell
- Sweetest of Devils
Remember when you asked me,
If you could cut my hair?
I looked inside the mirror;
You asked me if I dared
''I am the sweetest devil,
I promise to be dear"
This is an act of pleasure;
I said I felt no fear
- Tango For The Concession Of The Suspender Princess
You come before me in heels of silver
Disguised in seams restrained in heels
You kneel before me compelled to follow
In girdle clenched confined to please
- The Love And Defiance Of Being Alive
To live is the strangest of
feelings; it makes you desire so
many things
The love and defiance
of being alive
The lovers have
stopped to believe; conviction is
- The Perplexity Of Hybris. I Glorify Myself
Among the roses where I stand,
Torn and scratched disguised by blood,
I watch the puppets stagger in their unlife
Caught in the web of perplexity
I glorify myself
I glorify myself for who I am
I glorify myself
- The White Rose of Dysphemism
The roses I gave you have thorns with my name.
A palace of traitors was raised in thy name.
Let´s kill every sorrow and drink our beliefs. Each day is forever we trust what we see.
Fear my beliefs take my hand taste my soul taste my dreams.
Sister my sister my soul is besieged.
I poke out your eyes just to see what you see. Bear withness to madness confide every dream.
I reach out to touch her to sence how she feels. Fear my beliefs take my hand taste my soul taste my dreams.
Serpents and daggers are still in my dreams . The devil he cares but he knows I´m a sleep. Lets carry the cross to a place on the hill.
- This Is Darkness, There Will Be Light
This is darkness
Who will bring the light
Can you peer through the crucified
I am not one
Blessed be life
There will be light
Looking through the glass
Seeing what's not to be seen
- Three is an orgy, four is forever
One, is for liberty
Two, is for evil
Three, is an orgy
Four, is forever
There are circles of forever, made of fire made of stone
There are circles of a lifetime, made of silver made of gold
- Venus in Nothing but Nylons and Pearls
What if this was the end, would demise be your friend?
There is more to this life than decree.
I was born as a man won´t you please take my hand and bestow me what only you see.
I will give you this girl , dressed in roses and pearls.
She is here just to do what you thou please.
She will give you her soul and surrender control.
Resurrected to serve your beliefs .
You can dress her in seams and fulfill every dream?
- What you sow is what you reap
did you come here just to see but not to feel?
or did you come here just to hurt but not to bleed?
did you come here just to kneel before the meek?
or did you come here to prevail and to besiege?
did you come here to believe and justo to plead?
or did you come here to find answers to your dreams?
did you come here to be strong or to be weak?
or did you come here to prevail and to be free?
- When We Murdered The World On The Fourteenth Of May
Let me carry your cross let me salvage your fate
Praise the rebel of siege and the rising of hate
Its the fourteenth of May and the birth of dissent
Let us offer our hopes to a war without end
Let me carry your cross to that place on the hill
To the city of nightmares where compassion was killed
Let me salvage your sins let me murder your dreams
- Where I Stand on the Holy Mountain and Pray 4 the War
Я не делал зла,
Я все делал верно. Но всё же
Я приговорён, но что
Я сделал?
Я дал им повод; зрение, чтоб различить
Другое будущее; повод жить.
Я не делал зла;
Я не делал добра.
- World not so beautiful
London is burning, ignited with love
Misunderstandings, descend from above
Paris has fallen; the flag has been raised
A nation in ruins, once pompous and great
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Brussels is drowning; the flood has commenced
The secrets of Europe, are waking again