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Her spinal chill rakes the earthWhilst pensive souls at zero singWoebetidings of rebirthUnder cold stares of Mars malignedNear-suicides cross their heartsAnd unborns writhe in tepid brineFor something wicked this way startsBeneath the howling starsElizabeth, paragon of viceWatches the sun set pyres alightAs Bane and Tyranny, Her Dobermans sleepLike spellbound paramours at Her feetA chatter of bells withoutRaise hellhounds, teeth on edgeFrom sleighs hastened through snow lit redGuests espied from the garret ledgeGreat gloomy mirror tell Her faceShe will outblind them allThat heavenly bodies would fall from graceTo possess such a lustrous pallFor beauty is always Cruel...For beauty is always...(Let destiny in chains commence...Damnation under Gods seeking recompenseEnslaving to the whims of this mistress)As the dance ensuedElizabeth's moodTempered by the craft of a vitreous moonIn slick black iciness it grewTo consumeThe wench Her tower tombedTending to Her costumeBore the brunt of the stormWhen the needle askewedShe has Her dogs maul the bitch's wrists throughRestored to jaded blissThis evisceratrixDescended to the ballWith painted blood upon Her lipsPassing like a comet so whiteAs to eclipseThe waltz wound down, transfixedDevoid of all breath in the airEven Death paled to compareTo the taint of Her splendourSo rare and engendered'Pon the awed throng gatheredThere...Beneath the howling starsShe danced so macabreMen entranced divined from Her gaitThat this angel stepped from a pedestalHad won remission from fateBy alighting to darker spheresDelighting in held swayFor She was not unlike the GoddessTo whom the wolves bayed\'Whilst envy glanced daggersFrom court maidens, arbouredWho whispered in sectsOf suspicions abroadThat Elizabeth bewitchedSee how even now the whore castsHer spells upon the Black CountWhom Her reddened lips hold fast\'Tongue unto tongueSwept on tides without careFor the harpies who ralliedTheir maledict glaresA halo of ravens tousled Her hairChandeliers a tiaraFor passions ensnared\'Phantasies sexedWhen their eyes, moonstruck metTheir friction wore a wayThrough the sea of foreplayLovers at first biteShe an Eve tempted to layGasping at raftersFlesh pressed in ballet\'But caprice, honours leashedShe absconded the feastTo prowl wonderlandBeasts in hand from the KeepOf Feudal dilemmaWell mantled in fursThrough cullis to watchDogstars howl at the earthOn this violent nightUnholy nightWinds lashed their limbs togetherAs the ether vent its wintry spiteShe wished His kiss on Her frozen landscapesTo excite the bleak advanceFrom castle bowersWherein small hoursThe Devil never came by chanceA lone charm tied to Her inner thighSent lusts nova as hooves trodCobbled streets where lowlives fleetWere flung to a wayward godMidwinter wrongs the rites of SpringHer spinal chill rakes the earthWhilst pensive souls at zero singWoebetidings of rebirthUnder cold stares of Mars malignedNear-suicides cross their heartsAnd unborns writhe in tepid brineFor something wicked this way startsBeneath the howling starsPounding upon the pauper ridgeEarshot of a hunched beldameElizabeth teased, would He dare to pleaseSuch elderly loins enflamed?To this He feigned a grim disdainPlaying to Her slayful eyeBut the hag replied...\'This girl that chidesWill soon be as plagued with age as I\'Her consort laughed a plume of icy breathFor Elizabeth's grace could raiseA flag of truce in burning heavenOr the dead from early gravesYet still She seethedThis proud Snow QueenEmbittered with the cursed retortAnd because He sought Her loves onslaughtHe gutted the crone for sportSoon in full moon fever they were wedLycanthropic in the conjugal bedLittered with aphrodisiacsTo tease dynastic unionAnd beget them further maniacsElizabethFree reigned, now a CountessOutwielded and outworeHer title like a favoured dressWhilst Her errant LordWhose seasons savoured warStormed black to fell the infidelHer embers, tempered, roared.
Cradle Of Filth Beneath The Howling Stars