
Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Record label: Peaceville
Song language: English
The Persecution Song |
At the very start |
There were whispers in the dark |
And for all the world to see |
There was witchcraft at its heart |
And on the autumn air |
The scent of bonfires everywhere |
And a fell wind stirred the leaves… |
The persecution song |
Telltale signs of possession |
Little Miss Demeanour in the demons bed |
Gasps she just could not suppress |
After lights-out midst the dead |
And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness |
Time was running faster for disaster |
Strange nights were burning |
In the furnace of her dreams |
A name was uttered, Lilith |
Mistress, playmate, master |
Such sights were stolen in the throes of ecstasy |
And in the thick of all |
In the Black Goddess’s thrall |
With the wood unseen for trees |
Victoria stood tall |
Promiscuous in step |
The Devil breathing down her neck |
As jealous zealots stitched apiece… |
The persecution song |
Telltale signs of possession |
Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared |
To her Sisters of the cloth |
She now reeked of Astaroth |
Again the curse had surfaced |
Sneaking back the pagan years |
Weaving webs of great revealing |
Hidden in the convent |
An evil libido abided, undone |
Breathing, deceiving |
Feasting on her deviant feelings |
She’d clung to her crucifix |
Once her torturers begun |
Her screams came quick |
The miserichord |
Den to vice and screw |
That had reddened many tongues |
Wrung symphonies |
Of suffering from her |
Many moons hardened pure hearts |
Those plagued by her black arts |
Their rooms secreting phantom orgies |
Vile rites and rifled graves |
Mere hours, now towered |
Above this bent and beaten flower |
Her naked body privy to |
The Abbess and her ways |
Victoria fought |
No guilt was wrought |
Just a torrid retort of blasphemies |
Nails and crosses vomited forth |
From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell |
Arched like Hell |
At the very start |
There were whispers in the dark |
And for all the world to see |
There was witchcraft at its heart |
But then the end grew nigh |
A dirge inferno filled the sky |
In its customary key… |
The persecution song |
Telltale signs of obsession |
No wailing banshee would dishonour their name |
Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak |
Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke |
They hanged her there like Judas |
With the Hellcat in her reined |
Time was running faster for disaster |
Exorcism, torture, gallows |
Now a shallow grave |
A name was stuttered, Isaac |
Tongue-tied, simple, bastard |
They made him dig the pit |
Mindless of what it claimed |
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Devil Woman | 2004 |
Born in a Burial Gown | 2005 |
Tonight in Flames | 2006 |
Gilded Cunt | 2004 |
Nemesis | 2004 |
Nymphetamine Overdose | 2004 |
Filthy Little Secret | 2004 |
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Dirge Inferno | 2006 |
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