Legends of Belariath

Katt

Hush

Pleasures, within, take hold of all our sins
For lust and for despair,
We amassed, too long impaired
And with eyes burning like stars
Wherein blood met with fire
We danced as they pranced under moonspell desire

Wrap around the Heart, the Serpent, as Earth
Trail behind the slither of Tiamat's waters
And grant within melancholy
The kiss of our destiny
And drip the venom
To strip of our aeons

And Dream of us while we entrust
To further our Decadence,
And dance
To thrill and mill within all ill
And beguile as but a stain seeps within your cares

Gingerly waiting for more entertaining
And fevered dreams to supercede
The guile of what may appear
As festivities gracing the grave of the lost

Bury us under leaves of autumn
Doomed to lusts beneath the soil and frost
Would we be Dead again
And freed from our pain
Macabre ease
Factice reprieve
Denial of what we perceive

And there where cold graves dismissed
Lived the pretty and the sick
The beauty and the pricks
And the lust-less incentives
Of a tongue beguiling and lying
For you to give
Your soul without sermons

The white lilies and the whiter li-lies
Compressed the frost to gather the chill
And repent of all sins, ill, pain
Perceived, unjustly, as what Humanity would will
Begone

Begone from our dis-society
And leave us be in our misery
Do not seek to impose your whim
For we will lash at you and will dessein
To conquer what you have lost
And left to our tender mercies of loss

Caress the restless bodies
Of Celestial incest
And the sisters of travesty
Forbidden from touch
Forgiven, not much
Forgotten as such

Forbid
Forgive
Forget we ever met

Might I interest you in pain?
Do you think I restrain?
Refrain
Detain
Clay, your flesh, is in my hands
To mold, to shape, to caress and make afresh

Wrap around the Heart, the Serpent, as Earth
Trail behind the slither of Tiamat's waters
And grant within melancholy
The kiss of our destiny
And drip the venom
To strip of our aeons

Make a new world
Where no one will know I was here

Forbid
Forgive
Forget we ever met
Bury us under leaves of autumn
Doomed to lusts beneath the soil and frost
Would we be Dead again
Caress the restless bodies
Of Celestial incest
And the sisters of travesty
Perceived, unjustly, as what Humanity would will
And beguile as but a stain seeps within your cares

I mock your relentless fucks, in mind
For all you have seen become truth in mine

Pleasures, within, take hold of all our sins
For lust and for despair,
We amassed, too long impaired
And with eyes burning like stars
Wherein blood met with fire
We danced as they pranced under moonspell desire

I mock your trust
And turn you into dust

To thrill and mill within all ill
And beguile as but a stain seeps within your cares

Might I interest you in pain?
Do you think I restrain?
Refrain
Detain
Clay, your flesh, is in my hands
To mold, to shape, to caress and make afresh

Bury us under leaves of autumn
Doomed to lusts beneath the soil and frost
Would we be Dead again
And freed from our pain
Macabre ease
Factice reprieve
Denial of what you perceive

Gingerly waiting for more entertaining
And fevered dreams to supercede
The guile of what may appear
As festivities gracing the grave of the lost

And hush.

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