| Hosannas in Extremis
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| Invading tempestuous skies
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| When Inanna rose, bringing angels repose
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| And Narcissus’date as their prize
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| Blinded by Diana’s mirror
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| Wherein coffined truth struggles, forlorn
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| And covetous stars out their eyes to deceive
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| The horrors performed on Her shores
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| As jewelled Ishtar, in darker Aeons
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| Trespassed Ereshkigal’s grasp
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| Her ravening twin, wreathed in whispers and wind
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| Now inspires Catharsis to dance
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| Through the weave of white vaults
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| Where the shadows revolt
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| At the incest of spiritual love
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| Castrata choirs, bereft of such lusts
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| Spatter virginal breasts with their blood
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| The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve
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| (Thirst-ridden) Wolves serenade a moon
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| Who seems no mistress of Herself
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| And heavens pour forth vast casualties
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| Thy host given up for me Thou which wert once and then ceased to be Art now ensconced to chapters
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| Of a lengthening tragedy
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| Whilst we scream free
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| Deep forests impale the sinister mist
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| Their sorcery taught to the clouds
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| Who muster like mountains, a fountainous wish
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| To vex the sweet dead from silk odious shrouds
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| Storm-woken sisters of Judas unfurl
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| As Psyche to Sapphic lament
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| Wrapt in thy tresses and taloned caresses
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| Whisper me secrets beheld beyond Death
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| «Desires
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| I was loath to lose
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| To the virgin-bloodied priests
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| Whose lord fantasied on Magdalene
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| And sought to savour Her as a beast
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| Her aching sex
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| A rose undone
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| As mine in tears and spasms wrung"
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| Ebon Nemesis, slain Jericho’s stone
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| has built thee a marbled stair
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| By candlelight to Eden abd Serpentine throne
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| Where ravens rape the tenanting angels there
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| Hurry, else Death may spy us here
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| And quicken the pulse of dawn
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| Embering flames writhe to life again
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| The starry brow threshed with poisonous thorn
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| Huntress, draw back the silvered bow
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| Thy dogs set upon the manger
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| The enemyy in throes…
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| Whilst drifting fogs devour
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| All Hallows witching hour
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| On this long, dark seance for the soul
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| Through malevolent Scylla, Charybdis graves
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| Our conquesting spirits pour forth, unassuaged
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| Occultnesses watch us and Seraph, afraid
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| Like fireflies plunge to Her maw, midst crashing black waves
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| «Remember with pride what thou art
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| Lest we forget in awe of our terrible past»
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| When Dark royalties drank of despair
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| Idols hewed down 'neath a desert god’s stare
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| In thrall to revenges sworn there
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| What dreams could we father, when farther we fell
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| To nightmare…?
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| «Well versed in misery
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| We have lain naked in darkest ravines
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| Now the sun has set in slumber, We delight
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| Like serpents in arousal
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| Coiled to strike at the light»
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| Now abyssed Lucifers master the earth
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| Uncloister jaded harlots once served
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| Enthralled by cruel raptures, rehearsed
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| Kiss slumbered beauty and weapon our thousand year curse
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| The laughter of Khaos
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| Gatekeepers flee the onslaught
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| A World enslaved to flame
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| Bondage in Phallustine
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| Pleasure temples for my bride
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| Nubian grace swiftly seize
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| Thieves blood-divine
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| Empires thrive on sacrifice |