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VermillionДата: Воскресенье, 02.03.2008, 17:12 | Сообщение # 1
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Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night
Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light
A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas
Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the elements led
From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn
Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born
On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed
A tragedy crept to the name Bathory

Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this sylph
None more cold in repose
Yet Her beauty spun webs
Round hearts a glance would betroth

She feared the light
So when She fell like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She sacrificed...
Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall
But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled
Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel
(And possessed of such delights)
For ravens winged Her nightly flights
Of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit
Torments to occur
Half learnt from the cabal of demons
In Her
Her walk went to voodoo
To see Her own shadow adored
At mass without flaw
Though inwards She abhored
Not Her coven of suitors
But the stare of their Lord

"I must avert mine eyes to hymns
For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin
He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites
With Him undead for three long nights"

Elizabeth listened
No sermons intoned
Dragged such guilt to Her door
Tombed Her soul with such stone
For She swore the Priest sighed
When She knelt down to atone...

She feared the light
So when She fell
Like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She sacrificed
Her decorum as chaste
To this wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to haunt
Her confessional box
Forgiveness would come
When Her sins were washed off
By rebaptism in white....

The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths
'Pon the grave of Her innocence
Her hidden face spat murder
From a whisper to a scream
All sleep seemed cursed
In Faustian verse
But there in orgiastic Hell
No horrors were worse
Than the mirrored revelation
The She kissed the Devil's phallus
By Her own decree...

So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare
On winds without prayer
Stigmata still wept between Her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds
She sought the Sorceress
Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die
For the throat of Elizabeth
Damnation won and urged the moon
In soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in shafts
To ghost a path
Past the howl of buggered nymphs
In the sodomite's grasp
To the forest's vulva
Where the witch scholared Her
In even darker themes

"Amongst philtres and melissas
Midst the grease of strangled men
And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen
Elizabeth came to life again"

And under lacerations of dawn She returned
Like a flame unto a deathshead
With a promise to burn
Secrets brooded as She rode
Through mist and marsh to where they showed
Her castle walls wherein the restless
Counted carrion crows

She awoke from a fable to mourning
Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep
Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung
Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry
The biblical prattled their mantras
Hexes six-tripled their fees
But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed
And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally...

Знаю её наизусть biggrin

 
CyanideДата: Суббота, 28.06.2008, 14:19 | Сообщение # 2
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А перевод?))

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CyanideДата: Воскресенье, 10.08.2008, 14:37 | Сообщение # 3
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Funeral In Carpathia

Candelabra sunffed, prey – silhouette wedded
Nightfall take my hand
Seduce me with silky timbred limbs
Grant me thu dark command
Over the peaks framing tapestries
Of thick forest, dusk has filled
With Lucifugous kissed enwreathed in mist
Creeping like violations from the shadows
to kill

Lucretia
Is my love in vein
When thu tears bleed sweeter
Than the midsummer rain?
Bewinged, infested belfries
Toll o'er the sobbing throng
A writhe of lethargic, terrored nudes
Whipped and welted neath the barbed windsong...

(In sadean paradise
Ancestral legacies linger on...)

I am He
The crowned and conquering darkness
Satan robed in ecumenical filth
Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph

This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep
And sharpened turrets wed the jewelless skies
I shrug off the shrond of preternatural sleep
Embroeded by these words Malaresia scribed.....

"Beauty slept and angels wept
For Her immortal soul
In this repose, all evil chose
To claim her for their very own"

Carpathia
The pleasured dead speak of her
In necromantic tongue
When ambered daylights are done
Masturbating in their graves
On her zenith to come...

This catafalque night when awed stars report
Their absence from the heavenly brow
Crippled seaph shalt cower in illustrious courts
Whilst the cloaked maelstrom resounds throughout

"How the storm it fulfills
My heart, though unhealed
Celestial knives ebonied
And wild woods thrill
Yet far fiecer still
Her lustre eviscerates me"

Carpathia
Priapic lovers twist in concert with Her
Covenants are struck, jagged lightning fellates
The path towards the castle weary innocence takes

I rule as Master here
Where feral hordes impart my temper
Love sank wounded when I, betrayed
Saw death etch cruelly, upon my lineage

"Usher the spite seething Draconist
And commit this world to thy ancient
sovereignty"

Erubescent veil descend
Psalmed sunset thus portends
And laid to rest, I now an blessed
With this darkness...Forever more

Supreme Vampiric Evil.


Still Inferno
 
CyanideДата: Воскресенье, 10.08.2008, 14:38 | Сообщение # 4
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Under Huntress Moon

With the snow fallen thick
And bonfires alit
And shooting stars portents of rips
I ascended to spur
A mere glimpse or murmur
From her precious celestial lips

Be it sun to your moon
'Be it moon to your sun'
Together we promised to come
With a turn of the screw
And a slip of the tongue
We eclipsed one another undone

Through the mist, through the woods
With the night-wraiths I've stood
Atop murderous peaks calling you
On storm-lashed beachheads
Where the fishermen dread
The things your bewitchments accrue

Those deep creatures bring
Her cut diamond rings
A girl with a pearl necklace her
Advancing in fevers
Tsunamis and myrrh
Will she wreak bloody vengeance or purr?

She lights the skies
Dressed in silver scales plucked from the ocean
To spite her thighs
That Lucifer snuck inside
And with his pride
Enclaves were upgraded to Goshen
So paradise
Could shine from out her skirts

'I adorn myself at dusk
With ornaments to close the noose
A kiss as red as blood and cold as hell

My body glows with lust
Anaemic as the flag of truce
I raised at dawn to catch you in my spell'

With every twist I cannot resist her
Fertile female mind control
This wanton witch, white-rapids sister
To whom I pour my wine and soul

From a copse of black yews
Where the moon was drawn through
Like a sword through a Gordian knot
She descended to me
Claiming swift victory
Over the heart I had near-soon forgot

With every kiss this huntress whispered;
'Yield to my sweet embrace
One night of bliss'. I could not dismiss her
Once her beauty shot me a darker face
You mesmerise my soul Diana
You mesmerise my soul.

"Под Охотницей Луной1"

Под неистовым снегопадом
И горящими кострами
И падающими звездами
Предвестниками разрыва
Я поднялся на самую вершину
Вызвав слабую искру шепота
Ее драгоценных, райских губ

Да будет это солнцем твоей луны
"Да будет это луной твоего солнца"
Вместе мы обещали прийти
Сильным давлением и обмолвками
Мы затмили друг друга смертью

Сквозь туман, сквозь леса
С ночными духами я стоял
На кровавом пике, зовя тебя
Под грозными ударами молний
Где рыбаки трепещут от ужаса
Начинается твое колдовство

Те загадочные твари приносят
Ее бриллиантовые кольца
Девушка в жемчужном ожерелье
Ее успех в лихорадке, цунами и мирре
Принесет ли она жуткое отмщение
Или как котенок мурлыкнет?

Она зажигает небеса
Одетая в серебряную чешую
Украденную у океана
Что раздражает кожу ее бедер
Где таится сам Люцифер
Со всей своей гордыней
Анклавы перевели в Гошен2
Лишь такой рай
Мог сиять с подола ее юбок

"Я украшаю себя в сумерках
Словно петли орнаменты мои
Кроваво-красный поцелуй
Холодный словно преисподняя

Мое тело сияет страстью
Слабым концом перемирия
Я восстала на рассвете,
Чтобы околдовать тебя!"

С каждым изгибом я не могу противостоять ей
Богатый женский разума контроль
Эта распутная ведьма, быстрая белая сестра
Которой я лью свое вино и душу

От трупа из черного тиса,
Что пронизывала луна
Словно меч на Гордиев узел,
Ко мне снизошла она
Требуя быструю победу
Над сердцем, что я
Очень скоро позабыл

С каждым поцелуем эта охотница шептала
"Покорись моим сладким объятиям
Одна ночь счастья" Я не мог ее отвергнуть
Однажды ее красота ударила в меня

Ты зачаровала мою душу, Диана
Ты зачаровала мою душу.


Still Inferno
 
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