New lyrics related to a Star of Azazel project I am losing and finding myself in. Goes hand in hand with This Rain... Devotion = Magic = Religion The Virgins Become One Flesh My secret chamber is the entire history Of my solitude and my aching for beauty; A secret chamber named Virgin, named Lucifer, Lucifer as the gaze within my eyes And the Spirit within my spirit. You who scour the desert and devour the wilderness In longing for a God to notice you and Gather you beneath His Wings, You have departed your secret chambers, You have traded in your own Light for an idols darkness. And my devotion is serpentine, I worship the Woman for eating of the Tree And making it possible for me to eat of the freedom, To eat of the sanctity that masquerades as evil, That appears as a night without stars to the blind. My bride awaits me in my secret chamber, A name is no use to her, and she reclines In sacred nudity beneath my war banner, my love for her, that snaps in an unfelt breeze, And is both vow and memorial... My bride and I consummate our love And give birth to sweet fruit, Bring each other to full term.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 18:06:35 +0000