( Defloration )
Cold Halls of the Underworld
He is drunk.
The goblet falls to the floor with a small crash.
Come here, little pupil.
Comes to me, head lolling, in the uninhibited manner of the utterly besotted.
( Pretty thing )
Golden lava eruption precious molten child
Wine like blood on pursing mouth
My gnarled hand finds you, my soft-lipped slave
You have no right to this beauty, ill-gotten gains
It is time.
Your hour is here!
Open alabaster legs to the black and conquering army
Understudy-prodigy, our blood is One
Son of Men
Weak and whimpering
I shall show you a Marvel
So you may say
That for one hour you were alive
Worm belly crawler
Unfair face cold and sparse
Women all displease me
Men seek to appease me
And you, who are not one nor the other
Found your way to my lair
Never before, and never again
Go, clean yourself, you reek of sin
Air and Ice
( the Second Song of Manwe )
Just Born of He
Children of the One
But you come Undone
Peace my Brother First to Stir
You older but I wiser
Sing not the tones so high
Down and dark we descend
Love in Spirit Far the End
Thinking it an ill, you do Allow
And I insist
( Nienna’s Secret )
Smoky-tasting fire God, I pled for you
They thought me mad but my Will was true
You swore to me Wisdom to come
My mind sings my spirit numb
World Wrecking Warrior
Relentless Bane Endless Destroyer
Mercy has a Price
Show me Secret Paradise
Corded muscles tense illicit Fury
Know ye well I pacified thy Jury
Black of you and Grey of me
Teach me Your Wild Ecstasy
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