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DEAD ELIZABETH LYRICS

Dead Elizabeth

"Dead Elizabeth" (2003 Demo)

1. The Countess at Dusk
2. A Requiem in Remembrance of Her Ghost
3. The Pleasures of Antiquity
4. Of Succubi in Violent Rapture
5. Beauty in Details







1. The Countess at Dusk




2. A Requiem in Remembrance of Her Ghost

on burdened scaffolds stood an insurgent above contrary virgin ground
the embodiment of hecate as she watched the sun go down
and in the public censure of the demonic young girls lust
admonishing eyes gave to her their sins in a veil of trust
and as the beast of virtue lowered her head to weep
she bequeathed upon the virgin ground an ocean at their feet
so that whence the sun did rise again, gods lambs could surely swim
through their own hypocrisy, the sin that dwells within
kill the whore then we kill much more of what lies in us in secrecy
and sweet hannah, be you jesus, the martyr of pure honesty
the burning felt twixt her porcelain thighs would ignite the fire that would consume her
and with them would go their own lust, though the injustices would mature
and when ripe would emerge as a hole through scorned hearts, the ever revered mark of hannah
whose impiety lead to her earthly depart
the throng rebuked her as the devils slave, though they cowered in fear of her bravery
and whats worse, they did not realize that they too were whores but in gods slavery
sweet hannah, holiest of all, for in the flames enveloping her flesh
she broke light through what even god could not, the resonant nights darkness
cursed by satan and god alike for she could not be blindly led
from that night on her soul would linger stained lustfully blood-red
and in the eternity made light by ripe truth, hannah carried the sins of her assassins
and her faith stayed proud through the thickening wood
where the dissenters held midnight dances
that night the black smoke ascended
as the holy men cried out, blood for lust, blood for lust
so their own might be drowned out
and in the blackest caverns, the improper cast down their humble eyes
for the one and only sweet hannah, jesus in a whores disguise




3. The Pleasures of Antiquity

maybe if i close my eyes tight enough,
the void you left inside of me
will fill itself with water and cement
leaving no room for second guesses
or any other seduction that has all the risk,
and none of the reward.
we would break bones together,
our thoughts a colorless mesh of tears and sweat.
nothing compared or could relate
to the cerebral bond between us.
we would touch and melt together,
and could be painted as thick sunburst
onto the blank canvas that was my life.
an artform so soft and precious.
your whispers and comforts
held the brush and kept it steady.
when your filthy hazel eyes meet mine,
you still bleed into my forefront,
but you refuse to remember
that we once shared the same skin.




4. Of Succubi in Violent Rapture

fire lay dying, hearth in the head
holy don thy veils, for more than fire lay dead
in the casket the virgins blue blood boiled red
as unmasked went the virtue on which she viciously fed
in the pews she sat somber and moral and grave
but now in the grave she sits no longer a slave
where the lord gave up hope, the dark offered much
to turn yea youthful devout into a ripe succubus
oh reverend, be still, she came to him cloaked in the night
pardon my dark robes, ive such aversion to light
savior hath warned that the flesh is weak
but despite his past sermons, he darest not speak
oh maiden, be still, she came in as the fire
and bare bone-white skin as the maiden perspired
innocence bleeding from her erotic jade eyes
as warm crimson came flowing from her thankless cold thighs
be men ye be mortal, and hence of ill demeanor
for my tongue is quick and my ecstasy meaner
and with that she bore daggers, under lips dark with fancy
turned her wicked seduction on her creator and enemy
oh heaven, be still, she seduced the sky
and drew lust from the angels and made the omnipotent cry
oh lucifer, be still, she requested of her master
turn over thy crown and Ill turn tricks for your rapture
undead but still parched alas she came unto me
and in heavenly sadism bestowed her gift upon me
when I arose the next eve for a bite
the truth hazed with dreams, try as I might
the scent of the dead, of the fair jezebel
who wore wings like an angel but came straight from hell




5. Beauty in Details

your hands, greedy and persistant,
are clever beyond their years.
one minute running across my skin,
and the next digging and gripping,
claiming a gnarled clump of flesh as their own.
i try to breathe, try to stay shallow,
but you are far too much to handle.
i dont understand...
to embrace my skinless bones in your arms,
to devour everything that i am,
to take pleasure in this,
time and time again...
i question my allegiance to conciousness.
i need to stand boldly again,
acknowledge my bias for your astounding grace,
and feed it right back to you.
you...a vulture waiting for my final collapse.
maybe your wings have room enough for me.

 


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