Black theatre for tomorrow

Once upon a bloodstained night
came Lillith's youngster - my heart she stole
Bathing within the bleeding Moonlight
Her nocturnal desire learned me to role
Inspire...Hellfire...all was alike the scythe
ardat Lilli smile and enstrangles my soul

A Black Theatre for tomorrow
entwined with th' sweetest sorrow
The body of canvas - body of clay
Her succubi nature took her away

Once upon a sweatstained sphere
Spellworks through canvas lying - our bondage (still) dying
yet deep herein it's ye voice I hear
from a distant past afar away...crying
to walk through desolation is what ye fear
(yea) whilst my sights become clear - ye are sighing!

Khusbi Kuru
Set aflame my stare through the Dark Gulf
Inward this Abyss named mirrored Gate
a labyrinth falls prey before the wolf
And my last sadness for Her I will devastate

(The more I wish to sin against god...
the less I wish to sin against women)