Libertine and sibling things a grim

Slither forth through the gateway's hissing denture



The moon, one up on the chateau battlements

Gilds this torchlit drive to Shangri-la

This solstice calls like the piper to rodentia



This eve is pure and pagan

Its teeth are in the past

Dark royalties of ancient caste

Feast in splendour



For your vulgar delectation



Decreed

That hunger shall be sated by the dawn



In marble ballrooms of delight

The erotic and the wicked dance alike

Virgin cunts aquiver at this foreplay for the spiteful



The cellars smelt abrim

With cracked wine and racked women

Are spiced for even Marquis appetites

Screams an aphrodisiac

For the blackest ever nightfall



Lords, heed the call



Vast boudoirs here

Are mastered by the minatory

Walls plastered with the base relief

Of baser glories



Ma Cherie Debauchery

Deflower of my life untie their bonds

And push these fantasies

To ever greater stories



For your vulgar delectation



Inhibit nothing, run free

Loose sore cauteries before me

Ripped, prolific scars

Are titbits on which to feed



The heathen hour strikes

Wrong the rites, beasts ravage for your soul

As lovely entrapment snaps her fingers



This eve is pure and pagan

Its teeth are in the past

Let the cream of sinners learn at last



For your vulgar delectation



Decreed

That hunger shall be sated by the dawn



Dawn... burning, aghast



With the judgment that we spend upon the evil

We feed eternal hungriness

Exceeding vile deeds that were freed in this cathedral



For your vulgar delectation



Decreed

That horrors shall be waited on the ones

Who crave sin's innovations