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Beneath The Howling Stars



Various Artists - Beneath The Howling Stars - Текст песни

 Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring
 Her spinal chill rakes the earth
 Whilst pensive souls at zero sing
 Woebetidings of rebirth
 Under cold stares of Mars maligned
 Near-suicides cross their hearts
 And unborns writhe in tepid brine
 For something wicked this way starts

 Beneath the howling stars

 Elizabeth, paragon of vice
 Watches the sun set pyres alight
 As Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleep
 Like spellbound paramours at Her feet

 A chatter of bells without
 Raise hellhounds, teeth on edge
 From sleighs hastened through snow lit red
 Guests espied from the garret ledge

 Great gloomy mirror tell Her face
 She will outblind them all
 That heavenly bodies would fall from grace
 To possess such a lustrous pall

 For beauty is always Cruel...

 (Let destiny in chains commence...
 Damnation under Gods seeking recompense
 Enslaving to the whims of this mistress)

 As the dance ensued
 Elizabeth's mood
 Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon
 In slick black iciness it grew
 To consume
 The wench Her tower tombed
 Tending to Her costume
 Bore the brunt of the storm
 When the needle askewed
 She has Her dogs maul the bitch's wrists through
 Restored to jaded bliss
 This evisceratrix
 Descended to the ball
 With painted blood upon Her lips
 Passing like a comet so white
 As to eclipse
 The waltz wound down, transfixed

 Devoid of all breath in the air
 Even Death paled to compare
 To the taint of Her splendour
 So rare and engendered
 'Pon the awed throng gathered
 There...

 Beneath the howling stars

 She danced so macabre
 Men entranced divined from Her gait
 That this angel stepped from a pedestal
 Had won remission from fate
 By alighting to darker spheres
 Delighting in held sway
 For She was not unlike the Goddess
 To whom the wolves bayed

 "Whilst envy glanced daggers
 From court maidens, arboured
 Who whispered in sects
 Of suspicions abroad
 That Elizabeth bewitched
 See how even now the whore casts
 Her spells upon the Black Count
 Whom Her reddened lips hold fast"

 Tongue unto tongue
 Swept on tides without care
 For the harpies who rallied
 Their maledict glares
 A halo of ravens tousled Her hair
 Chandeliers a tiara
 For passions ensnared
 Phantasies sexed
 When their eyes, moonstruck met
 Their friction wore a way
 Through the sea of foreplay
 Lovers at first bite
 She an Eve tempted to lay
 Gasping at rafters
 Flesh pressed in ballet
 But caprice, honours leashed
 She absconded the feast
 To prowl wonderland
 Beasts in hand from the Keep
 Of Feudal dilemma
 Well mantled in furs
 Through cullis to watch
 Dogstars howl at the earth

 On this violent night
 Unholy night
 Winds lashed their limbs together
 As the ether vent its wintry spite

 She wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapes
 To excite the bleak advance
 From castle bowers
 Wherein small hours
 The Devil never came by chance
 A lone charm tied to Her inner thigh
 Sent lusts nova as hooves trod
 Cobbled streets where lowlives fleet
 Were flung to a wayward god

 Midwinter wrongs the rites of Spring
 Her spinal chill rakes the earth
 Whilst pensive souls at zero sing
 Woebetidings of rebirth
 Under cold stares of Mars maligned
 Near-suicides cross their hearts
 And unborns writhe in tepid brine
 For something wicked this way starts

 Beneath the howling stars

 Pounding upon the pauper ridge
 Earshot of a hunched beldame
 Elizabeth teased, would He dare to please
 Such elderly loins enflamed?
 To this He feigned a grim disdain
 Playing to Her slayful eye
 But the hag replied...
 "This girl that chides
 Will soon be as plagued with age as I"
 Her consort laughed a plume of icy breath
 For Elizabeth's grace could raise
 A flag of truce in burning heaven
 Or the dead from early graves
 Yet still She seethed
 This proud Snow Queen
 Embittered with the cursed retort
 And because He sought Her loves onslaught
 He gutted the crone for sport

 Soon in full moon fever they were wed
 Lycanthropic in the conjugal bed
 Littered with aphrodisiacs
 To tease dynastic union
 And beget them further maniacs

 Elizabeth
 Free reigned, now a Countess
 Outwielded and outwore
 Her title like a favoured dress
 Whilst Her errant Lord
 Whose seasons savoured war
 Stormed black to fell the infidel
 Her embers, tempered, roared.
   
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