Lyrics
[Intro, narration, spoken, male voice]
A strain of carnal delight
Unto Luna's watchful eye
Throwing furtive a glance
In whispered overture o'romance
Unto the statuesque build o'thine
With seraphic charms, bedight,
[crescendo, male voice]
(This force of untaming nature
Solely unbridl'd dreams doth nurture)
[decrescendo, male voice]
For e'en She cannot avert Her sight
Fro these forms setting alight every night
With these flawless traits, preternaturally bright,
Nor very Thanateros can lay claim to charms
This luciferous Endymion doth hide in His arms.
[Verse, female voice]
Soliloquy under the moon;
Silent prayer to swoon
Unto the greatest of boons:
[spoken, male voice]
'Ease my unquenching plight
The dimlight to e'er-ignite
'Til I wed thee in crimson, as white;
And these lust cleaving my breast,
This mortally wounding caress,
Recurring throes of unrest,
If only . . . dost let them drink fro thy lips
Naught mae than a single sip,
As doth blaze the pyre 'bout thy hips.
[Verse, male voice]
Once I clung, ne'er to forfeit coveted grip;
For the stars that shine the most bright
Fro the embroidery o'the night sky
Swarm there to inspire their swevens
'Fore dost banish them back to the heavens
That spawned these servants unworthy
O'thine ineffable grace and mercy.
Yet now gaunt and famished,
No respite for them, ravished
By a perilous wish.
[Bridge, crescendo, male voice]
'Tis my lament, thus this dirge I sing,
A drunken threnody o'woebetidings
Still unable my grief to fully express
Nor a mark on thine onyx heart to impress
Sith Phoibos 'came thy mistress
In my puny, blindfolded stead.
[outro, decrescendo, male voice]
But, coulds't thou tell
Of any other that as I did
Could have so truthfully bled,
Heartfelt hunger yet
Awaiting to be fed,
As mine did (almost) consume
For nobbut a leer o'thee;
A derision further lowering
The lowliest of the low
That still are wont to bow
And their sole credo
To avow
For a smirk or a leer,
Oblivious to what came to be,
Tho' connivant that morrow could bring:
[outro, crescendo, male voice]
THE EFFERVESCENCE
O'COALESCENCE
In abscondence
If so prefferest,
Yet with the commanding presence
Of THY SATYRIAC QUINTESSENCE.
Still, whate'er would come to pass
Dost sonorously anounce
A COPESMATE AS THIS WAS
NE'ER-E'ER HAST!!! '
