xasthur - blood from the roots of the forest, part 2 lyrics
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elizabeth christened, no paler a rose
grew so dark as this sylph
none more cold in repose
yet her beauty spun webs
round hearts a glance would betroth
she feared the light
so when she fell like a sinner to vice
under austere, puritanical rule
she sacrificed…
mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall
but after whipangels l!cked prisoners, thralled
never were her dreams so maniacally cruel
(and possessed of such delights)
for ravens winged her nightly flights
of erotica
half spurned from the pulpit
torments to occur
half learnt from the cabal of demons
in her
her walk went to voodoo
to see her own shadow adored
at m-ss without flaw
though inwards she abh0r-d
not her coven of suitors
but the stare of their lord!
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