Psycho Café
'For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns, And the midnight came upon us worth a million crazy morns.' (Aleister Crowley) I opened the abyss I, child of Saturn Brother of my resolutness In amatory gratification I touch the bitch's of passion I opened the Third eye The blazing one, put on the Scarlet woman's bosom In crimson submerged 'The first blood in the cup of our lady, Babalon!' Sages whisper...and my tear I open the heart Of Psychonaut - traveller in eternity Looking for home, I don;t own Paralysing bliss of the light I found Carezza!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
I have married prostitution When I'd killerd of Seraph She came to me Naked and delightful And grateful for my choice Soughin' the body Like an ocean the skin She squatted down Ripped up her tights And fell in my lips Not profaned by the god's body And when she stood up I went down In front of the temple of her lust She gave me an eternity - a moment in my lips I gave her a while - an eternity in her bowles "Yes, my love And when I have to Stand up and go out to live or from your womb I'd rather enter Death And rot or alternetely between your lips'
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Of three means of six I cut your throughts Fearful dirty swinedd Nine is the half Small, curled up You're rotting in the reek of logic The third is the key He, who will understand Insensible The rest will rot Intent
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
You lie You drift shaded Deper and deeper Further and further away Into my hands I pour your body I dance, I tread, i run You flare up Leaves of eyelids Rustle of lips And a song In the wind Everything glitters Trembles And e x p l o d e s Then Silently Less silent Blind world Still further Like a sunrise Gets pale The tint of summer melted in wax
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
I am the fear that lives inside you I am the fear that walks behind you I am the lust that kills you I am the pain that fills you up I am your blood that flows I am your god who dies I am your fading life I am your wounded love Drowning in the wine I am falling to hell No more forgiveness No more creation The road of per-version Is the way to salvation So you gonna bleed for me Right now! Come closer honey You'll enjoy it You gonna love it I know you want it
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
I am the harloth that shaketh death. This shaking giveth the peace of satiate lust Immorality jetteth from my skull and music from my vulva Immorality jetteth from my vulva also, For my whoredom is a sweet scent like a seven - stringed instrument, Played into god the invisible, The all ruller, That goeth along giving the shrill scream of orgasm. ------------------------------------------------------------ Aleister Crowley from the cry of the 2nd Aethyr, which is called Arn, "The vision and the voice".
Come Come to me The rats of mine Kids of boards Of drunk suburbs From the city of the world A maggoty flower Forther Further do swim In unconscious gutter Of your crimes But when 'Do crawl' I shall order From shit to shit From Dirt to dirt And on your kness Get fuckin' out Out of moral dens Becouse It's my who doeas Break, trample and cross over So come Come with me To meet your fine slaughter It's hight time The end's feast celebration Remains!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
In sacrament of life I drink off your lips My communion Fire of your womb I thrust with ice Faster Deeper Higher up Apple - tree Creeps and blooms Unexpired spring of life And crimson Which inflames Waters And turns the cross round Take Take this fruit Choose! Be the suffering for him Be his cross Be the wormwood, the spear, the stone And stand up! Bearing a burde of sin Blazing with sin Immortal in sin Naked, beautiful, nameless And innocent Like a bird Which longs for flying Soar into bliss pleasure Be my way, my truth, my life! Be the gratification of my desire!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
I've crawled out at dusk Entered the street Rollig my steps And raping Slowly Silently And impassivly They're looking at me Falling a prey of Their Breasts Thights Lips And nates And only sometimes Hunching the smile of theirs Frightened Cried out Among the street of lambs The song of a dumb whore In the background The mugs did loom Dirty Distored Faded Stinking Maybe tommorrow I'll get a knife
Vassal of truth Liegman of life On seven thrones Earthly King I'm coming back To take my revenge Thousand army stands behind me Ravage and hunger Fire behind me Stench of sulphur Armaggeddon ! Vexilla Regis Predeunt Inferni ! Seven swords Inton heaven's eye Seven wild birds Of storm's heart Seven sins And seven virtues of life For the seven years of Egypt For the seven daughters of Babalon For the seven fires For the seven hills of Rome Hundred times Bury the dagger! Let the crosses bloom again From Normandy to Nile Blessed are who hear 'Cause blood is theirs And the kingdom is mine
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
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Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 18, 2026