Led to the river Midsummer I wave A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave And through red September When skies fire-paved I begged you appear
With the memories of a borrowed death the guilty tide Filth pig, filth pig, filth pig, filth pig (They sleeps with both eyes open) Filth pig, filth pig, filth pig, filth
I buckled for safety And there it was down on the ground A pool of sound that showed my own reflection In a fountain of filth Eternal fountain of filth
cut off Air to your lungs... eat it, swallow it vomit it, fuck it... filth, I can't explain it, filth, I can't Control it, filth motherfucker filth is
you smile so sweetly Why do I still believe in filth and dreams Filth and dreams Filth and dreams Filth and dreams Filth and dreams Filth and dreams Filth
consume your filth Filth is what you know Filth is what you consume Filth is all you know I'm gonna take you out I will return your filth I can justify
the guilty tide Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps with both eyes open Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps all right because he's a Filth pig
clear. free of filth I can think for myself. I'd rather die in pain, than live with a crutch. To live and die, Free of filth.
"and the earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep..."
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered her mask to me The sublimest creature, the Gods, full of fire Would
Thrill, kill the black cult Walk among the weak by night Affliction... Deep as any burial Take their worthless lives...
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered her mask to me The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire Would
I bled on a pivotal stretch Like a clockwork Christ Bears sore stigmata, bored And as I threw Job, I drove Myself to a martyred wretch To see if I drew
Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kissed catharsis Let us pitch to the seven-year itch Of the ultra-decadent
Her bouquets are wilted Too long has She slept Their cruel red mouths darkened To bowed silhouettes I saw in a new moon With Her scent on my breath But
Snuffed tapers sighed As Death left impressing His crest of cold tears on the Countess Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory shrouded '
Now haranguing grey skies With revenge upon life Gnathic and Sapphic Needs begged gendercide Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt Of descrying
