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The Cult Of Venus Aversa



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I am She 
Lilith 
Mistress of the dark 
Of Sheba 
First offender 
And succour to demons 
Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites 
Lead all too enslaved by the flesh 
To trespass against God's holy law 
And tonight I come for you 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 
Muttering their recking spells 
I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 
These words i speak are gates to Hell 

Casus belli 
In hoc signo vinces 
Veritas vos liberabit 
Casus belli 
In hoc signo vinces 
In aeternum, amen 

The scent of death is rent 
In this ornamental verse 
In ventures down the centuries 
Tormenting me with secrets so anathema 
And now the fires grate 
I must relate, to end this curse 
I'll break through spires to escape my fate 
Am I too late or just perverse? 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 
Muttering their recking spells 
I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 
These words i speak are gates to Hell 

So the blight begins 
Near the woodland of a frightened village 
Where the rites of unimaginable sin 
And the howling on the wind 
Chills the blood for fear of spillage 

Where nightfall used to be 
Blessed with best tranquility 
Its no caressed by misadventure 

Templars from the crusades 
Have birthed a church, more masquerade 
In which they worship mass dementia 

They came from dust and flame 
By the Red Sea on dead shores 
fleeing claims of blasphemy 

And bestiality 
Devils fed them back to us 

Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes 
Of grim infidelities 
In the grip of cryptic lands 
And desert sands 
They found just cause 

and midst their entourage 
Under stars 
They Bought relics and parts 
Of saints 
And evil left to clerics charge 

With Muslim plunder they built their sect 
To the composite Baphomet 
An androgynous sphinx, open, erect 
Universal in its closet display 

Spawn of Lilith and Samael 
First offender and the snake 
In thrall like pawns beneath its spell 
The templars grew to astute surrender 
Sabbatical, fanatical 
They Adorned its monstrous bur 
Whit a kings ransom of Easter jewels 
The embodiment of beast and lust 

Many moons the proved the boom 
Of immutable beautiful 
Darkness ever-afters 

Then one eve when the ancient trees 
Outside, drew back, unnerved 
The pleas form those impatient teased 
Something from the black beyond of nowhere 

A stunning woman, summoned 
Comming scimitar-curved 
Statuesque, but living flesh 
Draping nakedness about their pagan saviours 

She came Lilith, a perfect myth 
The scarlet whore 
Skinned in magnificence 
In her defense 
She only slew a few of theme 

Born of a sacrifice, a virgins price 
For the merging with a Goddess 
She prowled the world again 
Enslaving man 
With the surging of her bodice 

Midnight strikes, the candles sputter 
Muttering their recking spells 
I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter 
These words i speak are gates to Hell 

Casus belli 
In hoc signo vinces 
Veritas vos liberabit 
Casus belli 
In hoc signo vinces 
In aeternum, amen

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