Bitter Suites to Succubi
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A thousand nights one succored me In the shadow of Miss Anne-Thropy Sat gargoyle-limbed amid my licking flame A cruel tongue at work in her secret vaults Sent rebellion's embers into revolt The coming of extinction Synched to whimpers of my name My name Legion I arose, a flood of inhumanity An acid reign to purify the world The asp at pharoah's breast The atom split under duress A sniper at the gates of spattered pearl My heart, torn apart, left a rifled grave Save for an unfurled flag of hate To enthrall a mindless zombie race All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse Black bibles I inscribed The words "Damnation throughout design" Seemed a bitter truth far better for the lie For as hope was felled by reason Forlorn became the season And death was swift to swallow on the heels of life Loered souls, growing cold, tendered easy prey When heaven's flock, a fair game, dropped I bored of war with god with greater thrones to claim All heil, all heil, all heil the libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse Then between the past and the ravening dark A sly messiah came In the thick of treaty with obligatory greed She stole the soul hate had sold away An ancient chill blew down the centuries That night atonement's eyes lit a burning man in me When love lay bleeding and fates safe feeding From wounds gored 'neath those cherubic wings She of kindred light gladly sacrificed Eternity just to be with me As the moon who's silvered fingers play On words and dreams too cursed for day She led my hand to lands I'd not accrued Where the faun dawn bathed her golden hair And faith renewed, leapt joyous there I praised their worth, then planned their conquest too All heil, all heil, all heil the serpentine's gift All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse All heil, all heil, all heil the libertine's wish All heil, love fails, all hope lies in eclipse And ignorance is truly bliss
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
Sibilant and macabre Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As She graced Her window ledge An orphaned gypsy nymph This issue of the forest's bed Skin flushed with sipped absinthe Her eyes revealed, as Brocken's peak Tried once concealing Hell A snow white line of divine freaks In riot, where they fell The circus lurches in a ring of promised delight For seven days and seven festival nights What wicked wonders lie within the confines Of the panther's den She watches from a maypole, on the tip of Her tongue The restless spirit of a Christmas to come A Gretel sick of merely sucking Her thumb Of gingerbread men Spawned, scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found born in a burial gown Born in a burial gown Born in a burial Unloosed the chain of her God-given cross Seduced, now pagan ribbons swathe Her repose In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost Too many decades misfit and mislaid So innocent, a tender legend of prey Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid Spawned, scorned, abhorred by the aerial She was the light of the world going down War-torn, forlorn and malarial She was found born in a burial gown She was born, born in a burial gown She was born, born in a burial gown Now She moves with a predator's guile Beyond the firelit circle of life She soothes your cold heart for a while Then matches its beat, sinking in with a knife She wrestles Her dreams with a delicate ease Espied by a cross on the wall And should she awake Through embrace or mistake She would take Jesus Blest foot forward and all Sibilant and at last The circus crawled away With another lover in its arms Dancing on Her grave Born, born, born, born, born, born Born in a burial gown She was born, born, born, born Born in a burial gown Born in a burial gown
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees are growing restless They feel the season change Their fruit has putrefied Forbidden once and bound to die The thread of life lies severed On the brink of paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled Towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch 'neath her veil Reclamation, our time has come Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those unseen A tangled web of evil spun at last Winter spawn from barren thighs To readdress, to slay the blind And throw the reins untethered to the skies They pray to the full moon rising Diana moving with such infinite grace Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of beauty held in dream-dead sleep And scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores? Will their God of bridled love Assuage our rule from planes above Or shrink in fear from chaos roused for war? War! Wrest askew the nails That have held you, lurking deep September prayers are waning Burn the shrines of fettered sheep Spearhead the insurrection Of a world that seeks no end We are what we were, what we shall be, again Again Appear; draped in terror To the comfort of your kin Stain the milky sunset red And let the others in Summer's dying...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
It's just a feeling I get sometimes A feeling Sometimes And I get frightened Just like you I get frightened too But it's... (CHORUS) (no no no) No time for heartache (no no no) No time to run and hide (no no no) No time for breaking down (no no no) No time to cry Sometimes in the world as is you've Got to shake the hand that feeds you It's just like Adam says It's not so hard to understand It's just like always coming down on Just like Jesus never came and What did you expect to find It's just like always here again it's... (CHORUS) Everything will be alright Everything will turn out fine Some nights I still can't sleep And the voices pass with time And I keep (repeat) No time for tears No time to run and hide No time to be afraid of fear I keep no time to cry (CHORUS)
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved of Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets of men After thousands of years of terrifying silence She comes again (All Destroyer) The abolition of the Yeshua begins Shattered are the icons of the worthless The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs World without end Cherish the lissome wants of pernicious evil Dusk in her eyes Torn, bloody, weeping skies Darkness will hasten to devour And the weak will flee or die Sie sind es die sich Anderlieb festhalten Für immer betend auf knien Vor der (finisteren) götten I slay the lamb in the fervour of thine Abandonment unto Our Lady With a quenchless thirst for the infinite For Her that exists beyond all knowledge Storming from tired centuries Under the glare of a waxing death-moon Terrible beauty of love severed Rip the baby from the virginal womb The blood of Jesus Is the wine of the dead And the drunken angels Bleed with incest The Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breasts And yield the swords that sever and stain There will be no act or passion wrought That shall not be attributed to Her names To the name of Baphomet: Artemis, Bastet, Astarte I yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved of Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets of men After thousands of years of terrifying silence She comes again Shattered are the icons of the worthless The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and Prey of vultures and dogs
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
I pace, alone In a place for the dead overcome by woe And here, I've grown So fond of dread that I swear it's heaven Oh sweet Mary, dressed in gray Roll back the stone With these words scrawled in a severed hand Tears fall like shards of glass that bend In rivers, like sinners Swept with me to join the damned A darkened sky, the day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night and stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife, oh God, how easy now To sacrifice my life to have Her with me So farewell to distant thunder Those inept stars I've worshipped under Fall farther, their Father Lies in wait in flames below Whilst my love, a blood red flower Calls to me from verdant bowers Graveside, I cry Please save me from this Hell I know A darkened sky, the day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night and stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife, oh God, how easy now To sacrifice my life to have Her with me An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My faith is lost to the burning of idols One less cross to press upon the survival Of this lorded agony And I, much as I have tried To bury Her from mind Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died Still sense Her presence so divine Lithe arms about my throat Like pining swans entwined Footfalls at nightfall close to mine Suicide is a tried And tested formula for release I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars See Her face in every natural feature Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever With glee deceiving me Suicide is a tried And tested formula for release I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her Sirensong to sing along, no finer Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor Strike a chord with misery No light nor reef No unsinkable of romance keeps me Safely from the stormy seas Now drowning, resounding Death-knells pound my dreams Unthinkable to dredge through this Listless and lonely winter freeze A darkened sky, this day hereafter dies Falls swiftly into night and stays within my sight Staring at the knife, oh God, what ease it was To sacrifice my life to have Her with me No more a victim of crusade Where souls are strung from moral palisades I slit my wrist and quickly slip away I journey now on jewelled sands Beneath a moon to Summerlands To grace Her lips with contraband The blaze once in my veins
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
(Backwards) Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done, On earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
Thee I invoke, bornless one All woman, pure predator Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell Like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielle Lilith who rode the steed Thou art pale Hecate Rising from Thessaly Thou art in my dreams The darkness in my eyes The rapture in their screams Black Goddess arise Nothing will keep us apart We could kill them all If our desire tore free Our union is one, sweet, sinful Eve And the night draws in beside her As we embrace the dark side by side I pour my soul to those eyes full of fire As i bury my seed,deep inside Her Archangel, snare the flesh Suck dry the ebbing wound Leave them lifeless and broken My beloved... Oh, how I craved for you You so pure and other-worldly with your scent of Winter Am I to bleed myself dry to see your delight? And the fear retreats forever When my secrets are buried in thine Under seven stars we came together To plot the new age's decline (Come to me...BLACK GODDESS ARISE) Ishtar my Queen Come forth to me And help me seize My future from the House of Death That in the release of immortality I should slay their fucking nazarene Ah...the lies...the jew...I kill for you Hidden lusts will break the gates and swarm As love secretes the thrill for war The virgin raped shall seek to whore She-wolf bare your snarling jaw Thee I invoke bornless one All woman,pure predator Wherein conspiricies and impulse dwell Like a seething fall from grace Thee i worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielle Lilith who rode the steed Thou art pale Hecate Rising form Thessaly
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026
Sunset, expect This to be your last with Our vast return As Death is set at three sixes Where hill-beacons burn Darkness, undress Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar Blood-red, yet still unfed Lips distend ending time to falter Welcome arms wide and crucified The slaughter Lightning freezes seven Outtakes from the rape of the world Sins expelled from Heaven Now befoul from the bowels of Hell Where the tragic in theory and practice fell Last prayers, hang in the air Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours Strung where crippled vultures dare Golgotha coughs another cross to grave God's failure One the forest spired Nurtured in Nature's heart Now great cedars feed the pyres Need-fires lit for greater harm As Her children toy with razors Sightless and deeply scarred And the moon arose to phase Her Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars And lights Our path Back through the shattered glass Where the tragic in theory and practice meet Where the tragic in theory and practice meet Deranged, uncaged We rage like a plague through this age of greed Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat Sorched Earth, rebirth Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor Whose worth is worse than the curse Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva Who shares the last laugh now Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows? Foot in mouth of sacred cows Facedown in dust and poisened ground
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Mar 26, 2026