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 then all to soon
   Came the hunger for flesh
  
   I held Her in eyes like necropoli
   Laying Her on a tomb with a view
   Lighting Her from Her feet
   To the stars in Her hair
   Drove sweet blood to Her throat
   And My lips parted there
  
   (In the tone of splintered bone)
   She screams benighted
   My limbs ignite
   A carneal carnivore
   On all fours to go...
  
   An ebon Nemesis
   From torture gardens of Dis
   Having never breathed an Eve
   As far narcotic as this
   Two spellbound hellhounds
   Hearts pounding loud
   Racing Heaven out of focus
   Under quicksilver clouds
  
   "God is maimed come let us prey..."
   To lunar deities that pave deadways
   Twixt the living and the grave
   Amor e Morte
   To cast our fearl shadows there
   We made Love bleed on a Deathbed shared
   Where, begging Me to feed
   To best be Were...
  
   I licked Her wounds and ate Her rare
  
   Argentinum spurred
   her watnon words incurred
   A sin ridden tongue
   To open trading in fur
   Never were those gates of pearl
   So rubbed to their cusp
   Never were the Worlds above
   So bitten with the bestial...
  
   Seraphim fell like guillotines
   Giving gracious head
  
   Instead of harking prophecies
   And how our brother sang
   Amor e Morte
   In the thick evergreens
   Theirs was a chorus for raucous souls
   Shifting shape and lifting napes
   To commemorate
   Erotic stains
   Amor e Morte
  
   Unfasten thy masque
   Come skyclad to my arms
   Leave thy gown a dark pool at thy feet
   I yearn musky valleys that no Man hath seen
   The chill keen of stars
   Over Yew and deep wooded ravines
   A hidden meridian
   Where Midian may be...
  
   In black antlered glades
   Encunted in this forest Goddess
   She whispers My name
   I buck under flames
   Animal nitrates
   Howling through my veins
  
   I ride riptides that wrest and writhe to the fore
   New lusts ecllipsing lips
   That brought me to this verge of War
   With inner beasts unleashed
   To feast, fuck and run
   Rampart in chase of She wolf pacts
   Forged on heat with setting Suns
  
   I love the night
   It would murder My soul
   Should I ever fall blind
   For though thy flesh haunts
   I keep also in mind
   The stampede of clouds
   From Dusk's predatory sky
  
   Purple versed like the funeral hearse
   That first turned thee over to My...
   Unbridled kiss when I found thee in mist
   Dressed for the sepulchre
   My Demon bride...
  
   "God is maimed come let Us prey..."
   To Lunar Deities that pave deadways
   Twixt the living and the grave
   Amor e Morte
   Ours was a chorus for raucous souls
   Shifting sape and lifting nape
   To commemorate
   Erotic stains
  
   Amor e Morte