Desdemona - text
O, Iscariot of the Heavens,
For studded cunt and bone,
From withered sights,
Of mordent lights,
Renounce Him from the throne,
For studded cunt and bone,
From withered sights,
Of mordent lights,
Renounce Him from the throne,
Chariots of cardinal levin,
For the cursed and left alone,
From the hearts that entwine,
Of the lesser divine,
A prophecy withheld in stone,
For the cursed and left alone,
From the hearts that entwine,
Of the lesser divine,
A prophecy withheld in stone,
Desdemona!
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I hear the cries through the shattered silence,
I fear the lies told through an age of violence,
Her whip unfolds to reveal the shards of glass,
Lined deep within the crevices to guard Her pass,
I fear the lies told through an age of violence,
Her whip unfolds to reveal the shards of glass,
Lined deep within the crevices to guard Her pass,
Defiled through existence,
I left her cold to rot,
And upon my bleak return,
Found a corpse of sinning beauty,
Silence escaped her words,
Hatred within her embrace,
Stiffened by the hands of time,
Benighted, breasted, blooded whore,
I left her cold to rot,
And upon my bleak return,
Found a corpse of sinning beauty,
Silence escaped her words,
Hatred within her embrace,
Stiffened by the hands of time,
Benighted, breasted, blooded whore,
Desdemona!
I hear the cries through the shattered silence,
I fear the lies told through an age of violence,
Her whip unfolds to reveal the shards of glass,
Lined deep within the crevices to guard Her pass,
I fear the lies told through an age of violence,
Her whip unfolds to reveal the shards of glass,
Lined deep within the crevices to guard Her pass,
I searched her face for moisture,
No tears upon the dead,
Within this cage I created her,
Motionless, submission led under,
Black chains to torture the flesh,
Departing from her bones,
Thorns about her sightless skull,
To invite my evil inside,
No tears upon the dead,
Within this cage I created her,
Motionless, submission led under,
Black chains to torture the flesh,
Departing from her bones,
Thorns about her sightless skull,
To invite my evil inside,
Desdemona...
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