Wedding the Grotesque

I am the dark man Dagger of the night I am the dark man Cloak of the Styx I am the dark man Colder than freezing ice I am the dark man Hotter than blazing fire I am the dark man Flesh for the moon I am the dark man Blood for the sun In the shameful heavens She bears my shadow And in darkness she caresses my form She knows my love from Death She knows my love is Death's I am the dark man Her soul's sleep desire I am the dark man Burning her higher She knows my love from Death She knows my love is Death's

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Tongues erupted, shadow dance Young love bloodred, naked trance Flesh and bloodland, paradise twisted Angelic heartland – loveless, wounded Shave angel Dance naked Shave angel Dance forever Venus fragrance, sugary moist Fevered romance, lecherous joys Pleasuredome, God’s deep shame Angels roam to taste the flame Shave angel Dance naked Shave angel Dance forever Dance forever Dance forever

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Robed in white, the nymph with intent adores Her mirror image of wolfeye whore On her white breast, a withered cross she wears But as carmine tears fall Fainting she appears Out of waves of crescent dream and darkness Bleeding doves fly As icecold crimson fires They cleave the liquid sky Repairing her smile, awaken every grace For pain can never deceive Never deceive Blood of summer Such floods of tears she shed Only to tempt the flame The flame of the death of our love Living tomb of our souls Love raised to an extreme Scarce could the goddess From her nymph be known in dreams But by the zodiac and the golden zone She scorned the praise of beauty And the care A noose around her neck A fillet binds her hair By all her streams of celestial tears I shall receive her self, body and soul And all that she can give Blood of summer Your cracked lips so dry On which shadowfires still lie Bleeding kisses I will pour Shall thy innocent heat restore Not from thee will I ever part Mother Mary eat my heart My inferior priestess bow at my side Begin to rites ridden of all your pride Unnumbered treasures reside at once And here the various offerings of the whip appear Heavenly visions of pain, the air receives To that she bends, to that her eye she rears We love and do not dream Bleeding together in a soft crimson stream Taking true pleasure for true love But pain can never deceive Blood of summer

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

As I roamed through the winter night Sprung from that excessive flame The lunar kiss cracked my lips I tasted the wine and the taste was me Sha lay there shivering in the glowing snow Angel honey of the songlrdd night Moonlight sheets cling to me Sticky with my sweat and your blood I embrace your flesh, we come (so close) In my sweath and your blood Up-and-a-spinning on the sacrifical highway In a cold fever She bites into my flesh Driving hooks into my body Tearing out my heart Red wine she pours unto my being Draining me of all my blood Her tender kiss rests with me In fire

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

She painted me black, anew the Troubleman Was born of thunder, appearing sinridden and guiltless Humming that melody Soft and deep, soft and deep In her ecstacy of sweet devotion As we made love by the twilight sea Pressing the thriving flowers in all their bloom To the ground of green wood and earth To the ground helpless, naked, weeping I know your hunger You know my pain I don't ever want to wake up again Without you, my sweet Rise to come down underneath Undress the scentless world She loved to rip my skin To suck the flowers Breathing in the night Our form no longer peaceful The wild voice of the forest A holy hymn unheard She bit my lip and looked in lecherous pain There was no pride, just passion The wild desire of the Nymph Playing with the wolf in Woodland In a hymn of other worlds She was tamed, charmed and amazed Yet her cheeks all on fire Her eyes burning with ecstacy and fury She ate me up The wild mistress of the forest night

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Hear me, see me, feed me a glass of blessings Mistress of the blissful hour Fear me, sear me, tear me up in the night Oh virgin goddess, shaven and pure In the night of the calling wolf In the night of the burning dove Priestess, priestess, sing my pray Hide my spirit, hide my form From the ways of God In the seas of sorrow And the years of emptiness Priestess, priestess, sing my praise Oh virgin body all shaven and pure Drained are the eyes of God Throwing a baleful stare witnessing Undressed bride, her spirit and form Priest with everburn She wakes from ecstatic darkness Where peace and rest can never dwell Night to burn the dove Night for tears to fall Hold the night beyond the rivers of day Watch the darkness through night as She lets her like dove sleep When it's time to sleep Time to sleep

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

With it again, flowing with the tide of grief Broken by the passing of undone years And all the anguish now in my self, true self Another season wasted as shallow relief In my tears all the dreams have perished In my despair I was powerless (to destroy) Never learning how existence could be Never knowing the illusion I called joy I drink deep Where are the songs of summer now and the sun Left me in shades and silence clung together as one Rememberance wakes with a train of memories Turning the past into pain - illusion and reality

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Pale as ash, a nun’s innocence The love of god White as snow, a mistress‘ conscience Shaded in blood Leave the swine, the holy swine, the blessed filth Christened woman drowning in a pool of faith I am your new god I made you woman that you are I lash my tail to soothe your scars The priesthood of your sisterhood The godhood of your motherhood Beggar, nun, virgin, whore is what you are Take my hand and leave the swine, the holy swine No longer at one with god, come drink the wine You’re mine Veiled in silk, she’s whipped in wine Screaming lovestung Her kiss of darkness melts like dry blood On the tip of the tongue Her eyes tear blood, her hand in mine Whip between my teeth An angel’s face cracked from pain A lover’s wish I reach Flogged as animal, chained as a slave Yet her virtues will heal Black fingernails rip the silk Slip on the silk, break to the steel Red wine dripping from her broken lips Staining the satin, like the blood from her fingertips We are born of ancient night My whip is your shrine Creation sleeps, nature sleeps, all life stands still When our souls come together And your blood is spilled How I love the taste of your pale flesh Under the whip amour Bow and beg baby, bow and beg C’mon and bleed some more

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

True of word or voice, enveloped in flames Hostile star coming forth by night My twilight whore traversing heaven Dancing on the limits of eternity Bow my children Bow my children Oh, maiden, snare my children from the abyss Enter the serpent, serpent of night The dead body of the dead sun Moonskinned goddess, evening goddess Snare my children from the abyss Bow my children Bow my children Children of the poison moon Snare my children from the abyss I am the diabolique When she rests, darkness comes The eternal mind softens final eclipse Chamber of the night expands with joy Into her island of fire, the sky falls down Bow my children Bow my children Children of the poison moon Snare my children from the abyss I am the diabolique Solar cults crumble and fall The beetle light of naked dusk Under the earth where summer’s die We dwell, the beautiful and the damned Bow my children Bow my children Oh, maiden snare my children I am the diabolique The black earth where summers die

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025