Cradle Of Filth

[O'NEAL]

A Gothic Romance

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 ¤¤¤¤ of fire
would marvel at making their queen
infusing the air with her fragrant desire
and my heart reeled with grave poetry....

from grace i fell in love with her
scent and feline lure
and jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
"erotic laden fantasies amid this warm autumn night
she lulled me away from the rich masquerade
and together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"
pearled luna what spell didst thou cast on me?
her icy kiss fervoured my neck
like whispering waves 'pon acheron's beach
in a whirl of sweet voices and statues
that phantomed the dying trees
this debauched seductress in black took me....

in a pale azured dawn like ligeia reborn
i tore free of my sleep - sepulchre
on the sea misted lawn where stone figures forlorn
lamented the spectre of her
bewildered and weak yet with passion replete
i hungered for past overtures
the curse of unrest and her ardent caress
came much more than my soul could endure....

i at once endeavoured to see her again
stirring from midnight's inertia
knowing not even her name
on a thin precipice over carnal abyss
i danced like a blind acolyte
drunk on red wine her dead lips on mine
suffused with the perfume of night

for hours i scoured the surrounding grounds
in vain that we might meet
when storm clouds broke ashened fatigued
i sought refuge in a cemeterty

sleep usher dreams
taint to nightmares from a sunless nether

mistress of the dark
i now know what thou art

screams haunt my sleep
dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together

lamia and lemures
spawned thee leche
to snare my flesh

portrait of the dead countess

deep stained pain that i had dreamt
flaunted demise life's punishment
leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....

but poised nectar within my stirs
up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
goddess of the graveyard of the tempest and moon
in flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
to mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette

"fleeting enshadowed
thou art privy to my sin
secrets dead wouldst thou inflict
the cruel daylights upon my skin?
dost thou not want to worship me
with crimson sacrifice
so my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
and weep with new-found life?"

red roses for the devil's whore....

dark angels taste my tears
and whisper haunting requiems
softly to mine ear
need-fires have lured abominations here....

nocturnal pulse
my veins spill forth their waters
rent by lips i cherish most

awash on her perfidious shores
where drowning umbra o'er the stars
ebon's graves where lovers whore
like seraphim and nahemah

"nahemah"

pluck out mine eyes hasten attest
blind reason against thee enchantress
for i must know art thou not death?
my heart echoes bloodless and incensed....

doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
did not the queen of heaven come as devil to me?
on that fatal hallow's eve when we fled company
as the music swept around us in the crisp fated leaves
under horned diana where her bloodline was sewn
in a graveyard of angels rent in cool marbled stone
i am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
enrobed in death's shadow like a swifter
silhouette....

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Haunted Shores

herodias and i have led a phantom cavalcade
through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned
and christendom sought to pervert but poets of my name
sang of penumbral victories that sorcery had claimed
the graal and mighty caliburn as votive offerings
to an england rearisen under vast majestic wings

these are the shores whereto my soul
blood drenched and unredeemed
shalt seek solace in secrets told
through the whispers of a dream

from the woods pendragon-born i rose arcturius
a proud audacious king mantled in the
vehemence of lust
death and destiny undaunted me i drew a throne divided
in awe of the glorious battles won my dark goddess provided
then treachery a wingless beast came crawling to my court
and now i lie at cursed camlann from wounds a traitor wrought

i fear the augean light
is sweeping through camelot
how bittersweet my triumphs seem
now autumnal leaves succumb to frost
morganna art thou near me?
languid i wend my path to grave
cast my sword to the sulphyd grasp
of the naiad neath the silvered lake
when waters stirred lay silent

mistress let the mists descend
thy tears cannot thaw death's cold heart
his sombre gaze defies legend
more so than thine else thy dew-lidded eyes
art for the banshees song
or our souls entwined like vein upon
the haunted shores of avalon

the haunted shores of avalon

bury me in velvet dream
lest i unduly wake
and seek to reconcile my thirst
with the cowardly tailors of my fate
unleash mastiffs of snarling night
to overthrow plague and burn
as slumber lures me 'mongst the dead
to scheme of my return

archaic ghostly echoes breathe like thunder of the storm
a tempest fools miscall divine as they crouch awaiting dawn
their ignorance has forged for me over
centuries a sword
burnished to flash like lightning on the precipice of war
the wolves are dead in albion whilst the
passive flocks roam free
this my penetrant spearhead shalt pierce these foul
trespassing breeds

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Heaven Torn Asunder

rise ablaze libidinous
devildom voyeurs
ascend to smother the light
nascent aeons confer....

chaos is spat
from the black eternal sea
serrated mountains of mad shadows
carving towards misdeed

stormchoirs gather
a pestilential hiss
sunset evokes luciferian fire
the skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice
supernal vestments hang tattered
cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory
invasions scale babel's ivory towers
poised to sodomise a world upon it's knees

(victory spent
breathe deep benighted scent)

we are as a flame born unto the darkness
desires burning in palatial glades
and virtues once aloof now worming beneath us
shalt see their children pleasuring as slaves....

attack!

wreak atrocities on those we have despised
judgements be riven from the skies
darkness empower let us master prophecy
fulfilling destiny - the promised fever

bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy
written in flesh across the howling ether

artemis
spread the bliss of this lupercalia

with stars erased throw wide the gates
the infidel soon unmasks her face
neath silken shroud she waxes horn
sharpened to skewer dawn....

i am as a plague born to the priestess
the secret amour of her archangelic rape
jaded-eyed when my lovers possessed
screamed out their agonies upon the stake

"the most august sorcerers of hades
darkly seized for me a throne
and the upraised scythe so terribly scribed
vengeance in jesuit blood on stone

from this ransacked celestial temple
i hold the prophet's severed head unto all nations"

tremble before us
lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres
rushing deathwards our tartarean fires
kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth

"our voices are opened graves
through which the never-dead escape"

from dank abyssic dream
pursuing ascendancy....

the enemy has held three seasons
imparadised whilst we writhed
to psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree
now freed to plunder....
heaven torn asunder

[O'NEAL]

Her Ghost In The Fog

"the moon she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the midnightmare trampling of dreams
but no no tears please
fear and pain may accompany death
but it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as we shall see..."

she was divinity's creature
that kissed in cold mirrors
a queen of snow
far beyond compare
lips attuned to symmetry
sought her everywhere
dark liqoured eyes
an arabian nightmare...

she shone on watercolours
of my pondlife as pearl
until those who couldn't have her
cut her free of this world

that fateful eve when...
the trees stank of sunset and camphor
their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
an inquisitive glance like the shadows they cast
on my love picking rue by the light of the moon

putting reason to flight
or to death as their way
they crept through woods mesmerized
by the taffeta ley
of her hips that held sway
over all they surveyed
save a mist on the rise
(a deadly blessing to hide)
her ghost in the fog

they raped and left...
(five men of god)
...her ghost in the fog

dawn discovered her there
beneath the cedar's stare
silk dress torn her raven hair
flown to gown her beauty bared
was starred with frost i knew her lost
i wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

she'd sworn me vows in fragrant blood
"never to part
lest jealous heaven stole our hearts"

then this i screamed:
"come back to me for
i was born in love with thee
so why should fate stand inbetween?"

and as i drowned her gentle curves
with dreams unsaid and final words
i espied a gleam trodden to earth
the church bell tower key...

the village mourned her by the by
for she'd been a witch
their men had longed to try
and i broke under christ seeking guilty signs
my tortured soul on ice

a queen of snow
far beyond compare
lips attuned to symmetry
sought her everywhere
trappistine eyes
an arabian nightmare...

she was ersulie possessed
of a milky white skin
my porcelain yin
a graceful angel of sin

and so for her...
the breeze stank of sunset and camphor
my lantern chased her phantom and blew
their chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

putting reason to flight
or to flame unashamed
i swept form cries
mesmerized
by the taffeta ley
or her hips that held sway
over all those at bay
save a mist on the rise
a final blessing to hide
her ghost in the fog

and i embraced
where lovers rot...
her ghost in the fog

her ghost in the fog

[O'NEAL]

Lord Abortion

lump in the throat on my come choke
the killing joke worn thin with breath

horrorscopes my diorama
a twelve part (so far) psychodrama
another chained i mean to harm her
inside as well as out
a perverts gasp inside the mask
i'm hard blow my house of cards
all turn up death her bleeding starts
in brute vermillion parts...

now i slither through the hairline ¤¤¤¤¤s
in sanity best watch your back

possessed with levering hell's gates wide
liberating knives to cut humanity slack

my ambition is to slay anon
a sinner in the hands of a dirty god
who lets me prey a gilles de rais
of light where faith leads truth astray

i slit guts guts and free the moistest facces
corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within

"my heart was a wardrum beat
by jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
when number thirteen fell in my lap
lips and skin like sin a venus mantrap
my appetite whetted storm crows wheeled
at the blurred edges or reason 'til i was fulfilled
whors d'oeuvres eaten i tucked her into
a grave coffin fit for the queen of spades
she went out like the light in my mind
her face an avalanche of pearl of ruby wine...
much was a flux but the mouth once good for fucks
came from retirement to prove she had not lost her touch
i kissed her viciously maliciously religiously
but when has one been able to best seperate the three?
i know i'm sick as dahmer did but this is what i do
aah aah ahh i'll let you sleep when i am through..."

the suspect shadow sher they least
expect my burning grasp to reach

the stranglehold the opened arms
seeking sweet meat with no holes barred

rainbows that my razors wrung
midst her screams and seams undone
sung at the top of punctured lungs
i bite my spiteful tongue
lest curses spat from primal lairs
freeze romance where angels bare
are lost to love bloodloss despair
i weep they merely stare...
and stare and stare and stare and stare.

[O'NEAL]

Lustmord And Wargasm

an archangel in bondage
bediademed souled
with a murder of ravens
but no less astarte to behold
abandoned by heaven
to the dead dark and past
cast her dispersions
on life's brittle glass

and though her eyes still held fire
as stonewalls caged the beast
'gainst the lassitudes of death
she fought but fell to greet
and midst lies in collusion
she was martyred to teach
that "divinity and lust
are forever forbidden to meet"

but i swore that they would
before the veil could part our embrace
twixt her cold silent hips i kissed
and promised christendom in flames

gravid with madness
like a feculent dirge
that obsesses the heart
i am covened by words

to avenge her
ebon splendour
and surrender
my soul to the dead to achieve
prophecies of libidinous scourge
horripilation braying o'er carious herds

vexing nightmares
and their weak prayers
to a no one there
to hinder her decree

to weed the world of their disease

as shadows unblind mine eyes to see
the meat that is their congregation

how they plead to the skies
but this is mere foreplay to war

scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the conjugal
vestal daughters giving throat to the priest
a psychophant the despoiler of faith
now his skinless crucifixion feeds a winged diocese

for her interred
i tore a battle banner from his hide
splashed in red goetia
hues of hell and deicide
so came the night
its obsidian light
is a master whom disasters
suck upon like concubines
and under black skirts
that whisper of delight
darkseeds near fruition
darked deeds to marry mine

"in death's bed i have lain
paying lip-service to shame
but for dreaming of thee i regain
a reason to seek life again"

then we smite the divine
for our true nature is sin
to strip tender flesh from these swine
like the lick of carnivorous winds

the breath of the storm that begins
by forcing its herod tongue in
the womb of the holy virgin
to taste of immaculate sin

from temptation's peak we will see
the world unfurled at last
now the wolves of time who stalk mankind
shall be as one in grim repast

commemorating sickle moons
the pack are poised to reap
a scythe of white roses in bloom
whose twisted thorns will keep
a crown upon a dead man
daylights crucified in sleep
and lives that hide in scriptured lies
to the memories of a scream

and we shall dance amid the ruin
as adam and evil
dizzy at the falling stars
that burn fiercer in throes of upheaval

if all must we damn for this moment
then it shall be so
for our souls have crossed oceans of time
to clasp one another more tightly
than death could alone........

as zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl
the talons of lust rake a clarion call
to the lick of carnivorous winds

the lick of carnivorous winds

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Malice Through The Looking Glass

take away the wine
for restlessness plagues me....
i am assailed by a spectre profounder
than hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crime

i shalt suffer this confessional mime

awaiting the sun to set crimsoning seas
only once it is dark doth my misery cease

she died to a sky dressed in flame
eyes ¤¤¤¤ of curses for her killers by choice
who fell to their god o'er her vision and voice

i am as dusk come to ravish the light
steal me from their stares and mute christ into night
i will answer thy prayers
if thou wouldst drink of my life.…

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Nocturnal Supremacy

weak midnight promises of love
were wept upon her grave
and shunned by stars above
in mortal life lurks my dismay
an angel stole my heart
and death took her away

she sleeps beyond the grace of god
a dreaming beauty
if wishes could only fray that bond
the dead would sing for me...

twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice
a poet's serenade
her name a whisper 'pon my lips
and lo rorasa came

'fear me not my grieving king
funereal in breath
the secrets of the dark i know
and thus we shall cheat death'

my promises wrought though despondence that night
have delivered me gifts from the grave
rorasa enshadowed and eternal life
never a devil so vain
the angel is fallen for i thought her lost
and no heaven would silence the pain
teach me these secrets the sensual frost
desire for warm blood again

princess lay down thy florid cheek
in drunken splendour
tonight rare regal fate has cast
the wolves among the sheep

dark nature clasp my soul
around her throat mine arms enfold
to sleep perchance to dream
and then...
to dusk and flesh ascend

the sun descends magenta spirits fill the skies
and wreak erotic maladies where ¤¤¤ and death abide
from writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore
through the ashes of the battlefields where ravens and angels war
as phantoms we have fled the basilisk of day
to rise as phoenix taloned nightly taking prey

we rule like the red and risen moon upon the sea
the stars of judgement silent for we share joyous
eternity
damnation
salvation
stigmata plague

the wine of bacchus flows
listen to the thunder rage

deceivers dragged before their cross
i am he that vanquished death
and bore the sting of loss
what vulgar christ will unprise my grasp?
his temple ruined burns
and sweet rorasa laughs

i am enamoured and imparadised
to catch the fires dancing profanely in her eyes
'i will crush them all
if this holds thy delight'
rather dead forever than to lose her
nymph-lascivious aphrodite

[O'NEAL]

Of Dark Blood And Fucking

sister midnight comes blaspheming
screaming in the keys of faith and fear
unentweining our spines twists me to kneeling...
spilling like the moonlight on her glistering rear defiled at heart
in this perfect hell
under red leaves bleeding
over sealed chatéau we fell
to demonocracy
where neither adam or eve
conceived of such iniquites
from pleasure or pain
or the razor´s edge in between
thou art my seventh heaven burning
going down as with the sun...
writhing like a riverfluids moves a torrent
bound to pleaseon denierred knees
in any wicked way
that her whims may warrant i hang on every verb
every dirty word
interredin her pornoglossa... christlike whipped and weak
painted nails driven through the meek
yet in obituary
my dreams still weep
of dark blood and fucking thee
thou art my seventh heaven burning
going down as with the day
baring lunar curvature
like canvas for a lick of pain
writhing like a viper
deep inside her eden
forbidden to eat
i kiss leylines to her feet
then baithing wrath
i steal a path
back to the fruits of her womb back to the ¤¤¤¤¤ of her tomb...
her roseate sliverquivers with snuff appeal
the torque of her hips
lip-syncs me in for the kill
tongue-tied tightroped and spread like disease
i drain the cup of this miss sire
her waters into wine for me
thou art my seventh angel squirming´neath the forked tongue of the beast
arching toward the fabled
like a sculptured nymph seeking base relief
whilst the world outside
(a wood of suicide)
would die for this release
our slow orgasmic fuses greet... by night and by candle
at each other´s throats
in a slick drift of red
setting god´s teeth on edge
we were as wolves preying inside the fold
of a slaughtered lamb throw
on a four poster bed... succulent succubus laid without rest
in the dead of the night
succulent. succubus in thy arms
and thy wetness
on glossed lips i taste
conspiracies seccrecies sorceries laced
with thick unguent rum
black-rayed suns and autumn
always in season for our nightfall from grace gorge upon my seed
starved persephone
succulent. succubus. succour me that i might keep
thee with me in hades
succulent. succubus. succour me

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Of Mist And Midnight Skies

we the nocturnal few
bound by other laws
to the service of the enemies of god
are silent and hidden
yet our exquisite fire burns on
poised to engulf...

tie a man to his god
he may not walk for fear
of falling foul to temptation
where once faith stood her ground

renounce the guilt ignite the flame
cast the fetid virgin back from where she came
drink deep of the promise in my eyes...
of mist and midnight skies

i drown in fathomless dreams
and in the reeking mire of virtue scream
i yearn to sell my very soul
(and you shall
for none so dark & sinister
will arise to embrace the arts)
do what thou wilt
until the stones in my heart stand still
regardless of the cost to your repugnant god

the last may frost may blight the crops
and will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog
or nature but infernal tasks...
"by your cursings and imprecations
you wrong both man & beast
by whatever whim you serve
of the devil your leige"

tie belief to the trinity and seven ways
will be wrought to condemn thee
conspiring to cull the pagan ways

twist back their lies personify their needs
the war begins by satanic decree
if evil we be we will our lives...
to mist and midnight skies

(i will avenge the deaths of a thousand burning children)

be bound to a covenant with us in our hellish league
and bring the host of the nazarene to their knees
breath the life of an entity never-born
darkness now descend in raven form
the words the burning rasp vibrate the cosmic thread
arcturus is risen queen hold forth the severed head to me

i pour my lovelorn kisses at your feet
raper of all my worldly enemies

lycanthropy please poison me
send acausal instincts crawling my brain
take me mistress until perversion is fed
dark magick pleasures weaved under the jewelled moon-head
the cross-stick will fade when the usurper hangs
for now we congregate where once my angel sang

that night they came and took her away from me
i lost the woman i loved and i learned how to curse
and to spit in the face of their... "god"

we will ride again
in the midnight skies