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Hear Me now! |
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All crimes should be treasured if they bring thee pleasure somehow... |
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Maleficent in dusky rose |
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Gathered satin lapped Her breasts |
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Like blood upon the snow |
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A tourniquet of Topaz |
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Glistened at Her throat |
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Awakening, pulled from the tomb |
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Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon |
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That She outshone as a fallen star |
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A regal ornament from a far flung nebular |
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Her likeness hung in the black gallery |
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Commanding unease |
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Demanding of Death to breathe... |
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Midst the whirl and daylight fauna |
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Of society at court |
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Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause |
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Though Her torchlit shadow |
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Thrown upon damp cellar walls |
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Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled |
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Thirteen Winter solstices had shown |
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Her path, that the dark |
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Had marked its dominion |
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Spaying the confessor |
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Whose caresses she'd known, |
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As whipcord in the House of Dog |
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Her cold cunt meat on holy bone |
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Raped of faith, She now embraced |
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The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face |
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With this disdain, inside these veins |
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(Highborn wanton that She was) |
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She sought to keep what age would claim |
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Her soul was sold and for this toll |
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Reeking pyres ever smouldered |
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On the whims of one so in control |
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Elizabeth, mysterious. |
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Cruelty brought thee orchids |
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From the bowels of the abyss |
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Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries |
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And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs |
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Exhumed by scrying eyes |
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Madness came upon |
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Her like an amourous lover's seed |
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Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin |
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In gouts torture unleashed |
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And to Her dead reflection |
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Twas as if Her pallor gleamed |
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Like an angel's warmed by candles |
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Where erotic stains had cleaved |
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So demons dragged this libertine |
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Lusts screaming for release |
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Upon the flesh of maidens preened |
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As canvas for caprice |
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Exacting obeisance |
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Her gaze held a seance |
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Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune |
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A sleeter mistress than Luna |
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Whose threats to consume Her |
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Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon |
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Flat on Her back |
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Pack-prey for the reams |
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Of verses and curses |
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That haunted Her dreams |
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Midnightmare chimed |
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Thirteen in Her mind |
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A disciple of scars |
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Branded years hissed behind |
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Ridden split-thighed |
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By the Father of lies |
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An ovation of wolves |
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Blushed the skies as they writhed |
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But Heaven is never forever |
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She came, a spent storm |
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From the clouds... |
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Leaving serpents in office |
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Inside every gate |
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To lick righteous holes |
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Blinding Lords to the fate |
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Of virgins forced naked |
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To defile on rent knees |
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Hacked and racked backwards |
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Menses choking their pleas |
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"More. Whore. More. |
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Twitching make me wet with thee |
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Carcass rub me raw" |
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And to Her dead reflection |
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Twas as if Her pallor gleamed |
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Like an angel's warmed by candles |
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Where erotic stains had cleaved |
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So demons dragged this libertine |
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Lusts screaming for release |
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Upon the flesh of maidens preened |
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As canvas for caprice |
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Raped of faith, She now embraced |
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The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face |
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With this disdain, inside these veins |
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(Highborn wanton that She was) |
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She sought to keep what age would claim |
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Her soul was sold and for this toll |
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Reeking pyres ever smouldered |
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On the whims of one so in control |
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Elizabeth, mysterious. |
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Cruelty brought thee orchids |
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From the bowels of the abyss |
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From the bowels of the abyss |
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