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"So potent was the star under which I was born |
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That I have done what no one in the world has done |
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Nor can ever do" |
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Praeclarum Custodem Ovium Lupum |
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All Saints Day, the taint of rain |
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Blood and mud and thunder all the same |
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To those who close their ranks to Gille's men |
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Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille |
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Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside |
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Brittle angels out to pasture once again |
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Torture garden rules of thumb apply |
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To sacred flesh and the naked eye |
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Golgothic this erotica |
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Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur |
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So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom |
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That the superstitious grew |
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Wise to the wolves that surprised their children |
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Gagged in sacks and dragged back to |
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Tiffauges, |
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It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger |
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Lifting her veil, Spinning her lies |
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Tender eyes, never-ending danger |
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It grows |
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A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck |
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Prickles in wait, Thanking her spies |
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Trickling thighs her only hiccup |
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And though she walks the forest trails |
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She's far from Perrault's faerytales |
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She leads them down the path where darkness dwells |
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That night is rife with celebration |
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The tower sings |
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Where so much foul illumination |
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Strikes a lighthouse for the things |
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That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram |
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Mid sour dreams |
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A beauty pageant for the gathering damned |
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Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams |
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So black was the magick in this tragical kingdom |
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In this castle of loup-garou |
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When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on |
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A parcel of victims now tied to |
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Tiffauges |
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Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic |
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Cherubim forced |
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Naked and blind |
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A holocaust mind designed their exit |
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A libertine so grim |
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Sometimes tore them limb from limb |
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Slitting their throats |
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Pissing on graves |
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Jesus saves but the devil made him |