Wading Through Sensuous Journeys
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Wading Through Sensuous Journeys
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Deep, in the midst of a frozen forest
Winds enhance the nights exquisite colour
On a wooden throne of thousands of carved nightmares
Sits an obscure grim figure, yet with a salient paleness
Was your task fruitful, a dry voice inquires,
Have you created what was agreed upon?
Yes we have, oh dark master, to the unholy
Heritage he is, now, drawn.
Leave me at once-begone-fetch him,
For a new era shall be born
Come walk towards our alluring trinity
Free your bewildered senses & memories
Entangle with our bodies, grasp our quivering breasts
Taste & indulge on our salty, wet flesh.
Our liquid of desire turns your dry lips moist
Melt in our seduction, forget your painful loss
Merge with our beings, as you're wrapped in treachery
Our beguiling quilt of wrath wiles your fragile will to live
Take a step into our hellish blaze
Let this bewitching serum-poison your veins
Now, follow our malice to your new destination
Purge yourself to this renewal of creation
This weather of tantalized intentions
Will fertile our malicious plots & schemes
Hark, witches of emotional-decay,
Harbor our chosen one-in my domain
Dead frozen boughs-break in pain
As these four strange-images walk through the forest plains
Through the trees, and through the sinuous paths
Strolls this company-the odour of evil left behind
Sensuality pours like a fresh mountain-spring
Evil's voluptuousness fills the forest's hollow seeds
Observe the powerful magic which thrives between the leaves
Kneel and may you turn to be the new symbol of our breed
You are the chosen one from all mankind
To be my messanger, to be my right-hand
You shall be my mouth to speak
Which I haven't dared for thousands of years
I am but a poor lonely shade
Raped, deprived, stripped of everything I've-ever made
Anointed to bring upon man, plant or breast
This new tide to be released
This is my destiny
We'll ride the twilight-shores of mysteries
An aura weaved from the ethics of our mythology
Weary, foamy, waves crash in harmony
Silent signs before the grand-storming
These ancient spheres-me, they will cleanse
For the final test
To overcome the final obstacle
To bring this world to rest...
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