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 AlbumDark Angel  2007.04.05. 10:06  Total Fucking Darkness  1993 
01. The Black Goddess rises Thee I invoke, bornless one
 all woman, pure predator
 wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
 like a seething fall from grace
 Thee I worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielleno church shall bar our path
 seductive Evil drink your fill
 of the bleeding christ in your arms
 You are in my dreamsthe darkness in my eyes
 the rapture in my screams
 Black Goddess arise
 Nothing will keep us apartwe could kill them all
 if our desire tore free
 Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve
 And the night draws in beside heras we embrace the dark side by side
 I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire
 to harvest the seed ploughed inside her
 Archangel, snare the fleshsuck dry the ebbing wound
 leave them lifeless and broken
 my beloved...
 Oh, how I craved for youYou so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter
 am I to bleed myself dry to see your delight?
 And the fear retreats forever(come to me...Black Goddess arise)
 when my secrets are buried in thine
 (come to me...Black Goddess arise)
 under seven stars we came together
 (come to me...Black Goddess arise)
 to plot the new age's decline
 (come to me...ARISE!)
 Ishtar my Queencome forth to me
 and help me seize
 my future from the House of Death
 That in the release of immortalityI should slay their fucking nazarene
 Ah...the lies...the jew...I kill for you
 Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarmas love secretes the thrill for war
 the virgin raped shall seek to whore
 She-wolf bare your snarling jaw
   02. Unbridled At Dusk A celebration of the damnedThe unfettered few who choose to roam
 Sharing more than sexual excess
 Sowing more than vexing stones
 Favourite haunts of depravationWhere the morning fears to tread
 Covenant revere the sullen cain
 Strike the tethered liar dead
 Dark solstice fever burns in meLike the tugging of my veins to feed
 Ravaging Raven-Lust
 Unbridled at dusk
   03. The Raping Of Faith Flowers lift your precious head to me
 I have come to her warm embrace
 The gentle touch of surreality
 A sweet kiss from beloved faith
 The gardens swim with fervent life tonightI sense the beauty that waits for me there
 Dancing with the statues in the pale moonlight
 The velveret whisper at play with her hair
   
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