| Oh how my rampant desire
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| Ripped from the presence of God
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| Now hunger like a beast
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| For the knowledge of evil
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| When Joan was burnt
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| He knew malevolence
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| At the heart of all
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| A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense
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| The throne he earned
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| Through God’s benevolence
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| Started his own fall
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| Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence
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| Here the stench, the gold events
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| The bold inventions of the will
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| Luxuries and splendors past the ken of mortal men
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| Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
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| A Daemon sat upon the top of the world
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| Like a Herod over Genesis
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| They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
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| Kissing terrors with paralysis
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| His brash canvas insulted the view
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| Moving heaven and earth to please the
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| Tumultitudes, whom his strange retinue drew
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| To assert the thirteenth Caesar
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| The thirteenth Caesar
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| Ichor kicked inside his veins
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| The thirteenth Caesar
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| War was licked, for shame
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| The thirteenth Caesar
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| Sicker, but just as vain
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| The thirteenth Caesar
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| Gilles De Rais
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| When Joan was burnt
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| He knew malevolence
|
| At the heart of all
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| He swore henceforth he would serve evil alone
|
| Here the stench, the gold events
|
| The insurrection of his will
|
| Theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men
|
| Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
|
| A Daemon sat upon the top of the world
|
| Like a Herod over Genesis
|
| Devils sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
|
| Striking terror into menaces
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| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Ichor kicked inside his veins
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| War was licked, for shame
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Sicker, but just as vain
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Gilles De Rais
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| Suetonius and Ovid
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| Filled his moonstruck dreams
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| With the purple of Rome
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| His Venus of arena-blood was dead
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| And he was storming home
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| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Ichor kicked inside his veins
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| War was licked, for shame
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Sicker, but just as vain
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Gilles De Rais
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Ichor kicked inside his veins
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| War was licked, for shame
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Sicker, but just as vain
|
| The thirteenth Caesar
|
| Gilles De Rais |