Babylon Whores

or solace out of day
With grimoire, syringe, a mind unhinged
Oh come what ever may

Wathcing the world
Pass us slowly by
A corpse into quicklime
Black beneath your eyes

Hey
Life fades away

How high the Sun
For the Devil, for the World
For the Temperance
The Death's dance

In garden green the worm and fiend
Weave beautiful each our dream
Eat at the timbers of sanity
And then we wake up into

Dance over the graves
And scream for solace out of day
With grimoire, syringe, a mind unhinged
Oh come what ever may

Watching the world
Pass us slowly by
A corpse into quicklime
Black beneath your eyes

Swords to sever limb
Wands to grind the bone
Cups to drain the blood
Coins to shut the eyes

Life fades away

Dance over the graves
Come what ever may


2. Hell Abloom

[Litmanen / Vil]

She would lie upon the bed and stare into the wall
Where the shadows flicker and they beckon and they crawl
Cloakina's children grown in bottles in the dark
Seen and heard by the heresiarch

Boiling in fumes pregnant of black gold's sweet perfume
Noxious the flowers by the light of the moon

Some play with poison
And some kill themselves in love
And turn to heavens
Then to demons
Or just nothing at all

Roses are red violets are blue / Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you

Ashes we'll be both you and me
Ashes we'll be so let us burn
Just properly

The city sleeps and dreams in neon tinted urine streams
Oh chime the night and all the things that dark redeems
There is not a place tonight on earth I'd rather be
Both feet in the hell abloom in the night around you and me

And down fell the stars that no one made a wish upon
Down like the star of the morning proud Babylon

Some play with poison
And some kill themselves in love
And turn to heavens, then to demons
Or just nothing at all

Roses are red violets are blue / Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you

As we are now so will we be
Once tasted of the ecstasy
Of being free
In hell abloom

Roses are red violets are blue / Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you

As we are now so must we be
Once tasted of the infamy
We're never free
In hell abloom


3. Mother Of Serpents

[Vil]

Oh do not wish for a thing
'lest the gods punish you with it all
The things you're looking for you'll never find
In this life

For all the auguries vague
Oracles drunk with a sulphur spring
Still sought the three-faced Hecate
Cursing holes
On moonless nights

For what is more
Forever or never more
Never or forevermore

Seek not the glories of the world
The fleeting beauty of things soon gone
The flowers of the meadow that spiders suck
Black as disease

Don't look for coins in the ground
Don't turn the roadside carcasses
And don't you loaf too long on a crossroads
On moonless nights

This for good kings of Argos
This for their gold and silk
Opium, honey and milk

Up on the navel of the world
Beneath the Mother of Serpents
The fear of life
Burn our future sibylline
In the fires of a Roman dream

Where do we go
Mother of serpents
I don't want to know

The night and Erebus proclaimed
And threefold Hecate of hundred names
Who minds or who revenges injured love
On moonless nights

Oh don't eat the yellow snow
And don't you never give all thy heart
Don't believe the voices of the dead
On moonless nights

This for a coin from the ground
This for what's already mine
Never ever look behind


4. Lucibel (The Good Spirits Of Europe)

[Litmanen / Vil]

Deep flows the stream
Beneath the hills of Occident
Dark as blood running through ages dim
From beginning 'til the end

In caves and grottoes spied
Renounced, revered and scryed
By men with dolch and bell
Roma, Amor; the ill and well

For good spirits of the Europe
Men come with staff and scepter alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses high

Paint the Devil on the wall
Paint it black and paint it tall
But as Montsegur endures
There will be your light
Oh Lucibel
And when we shall burn alive
With sulphur crowns shoot up the sky
Then we shall be your light
Oh Lucibel

Pale is the horse
Upon which sits merciful fate
Crimson the hooves
To trample fools beneath its gait

Heretics and warlocks
Their vernal equinox
Gods suffered not by Rome
Gods men know not
Gods men forgot

For good spirits of Europe
Men come with cudgel and claymore alike
With Tafur hordes, on horses high

And it's not the life that's given
But the death that's taken
When all that we're worth is vanguished
Damned and undone
The goods spirits of Europe
Stand with abraxas behind the sun

We'll burn in your fire, Lucibel
Burn through the night, Lucibel
Burn as the sun, Lucibel


5. Dating With Witchcraft

[Vil]

On the first of May
Toads grow fat on stolen Hosts
In little boxes crucified
Bled and divined

When all the girls
Suckle beasts within their arms
Pact-bound familiars
Spill their guts on secrets spied

On Midsummer's night
All true love is undisguised
In piltres foul by lasses cowled
Brewed and derived

Some fat of an unbaptized babe
A finger of a corpse
Dug up from the grave

Dating with Witchcraft

And come the Fall
When the fires light the night
Summer's love grown old and sad
Will die away

On Samhain's eve
Blood of swine will wash them clean
From the memories good and bad
The spells of May

And for those still in dream
Summer's green eternally
Stolen away by the Sidhe
Noone knows they've ever been

A tongue of a snake
The head of a dog
Ground mummy's powder
Piss and snot

Dating with Witchcraft


6. Death In Prague

[Vil]

Kings adored, abhorred
Apple, crown and sword
Lions green and red
By fire killed and wed

One more day you'll see
Master good Jolin Dee
Wisdom's granted me
To live eternally

And shining the apparition
On the western window smiles
On our Golden Lane
The Powder Tower that knows
No night from a day

Death in Prague

The bell tolls on the square
The twelve apostols' snare
St Vitus' sun wheels
Look down on broken seals

And as wheel obeys the sun
Abide Europa's son
If dying is the answer
Then dying be done
And golden turned his face
Under torches and death runes
Like all glories short
For those who stand too tall
In black, in Prague

Death in Prague

I'll give you eyes of blue
And hair like gold of sun
A mind to see beyond
The light of life undone
I'll give your blood so pure
As it runs right through your hands
Your Stone to pain you
When you're old you'll understand

I'll give you letters five
To wear above your eyes
The wisdom of the ages
Sought by men all-wise
I'll give you a forehead
To scream death of living god
I'll give you life I'll give you death

Death in Prague


7. A Pale Horse Against Time

[Litmanen / Vil]

One smile for love, one smile for hate
And one for both in ecstacy
One out of, on in our time

One smile for pleasure, one for pain
And one for both in Satori
One above, one against the time

Never on nobody's side

Take two lines and make cross
A snare for light and time
Crucified between two thieves
Sun of the evening lands

And hushed they spoke of a white horse
Upon the horse a rider

A dance for creation, one for destruction
And one for both in ecstacy
One out of, one in our time

One for remembrance, one for oblivion
And one for both in Satori
One above, one against the time

Cauhght between the lines

Out of love for the other world
Iron and sadness our machines
Built the Golden House
For rabbits turtles to chase

They say there is a white horse
Upon the horse a rider
With the rider a sword
By the sword the judgement

"Out of the loss of memory
The loss of understanding
Out of the loss of understanding
All evil"

Kali Yuga
Kalki
Avatar

They say there is a white horse
Upon the horse a rider
With the rider a sword
By the sword the judgement

A Pale Horse against time


8. Eveningland

[Vil]