Deflowering The Maidenhead, Displeasuring The Goddess
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Lyrics
Cracked Mirrors scatter reflection
Beauty falls from Her state of perfection
Good grace has fled this dream
While the Cats away
The Rats will Ravage.
Despotic, Necrotic fingers
Have lingered with Rape's Affection
Hoods face this global scene
As they stoop to prey
Nature grows more savage.
She shudders at our foetal fatal touch
Heavenly Her body reft
and left amongst the Dead
Once grateful seeds in Her natal hutch
Our species breeds
Deflowering the Maidenhead.
Religion caw epistles
Twisted laws extend their thristles
A crown to justify
Our place atop this hellbound carriage.
This judgment has come from on high
Deforesters pray to the amplified sky
stripped of Her gowns
Temples ripped down
Her curses hearse NOW
This judgment has come from on high
Look at Her spears
With true fear in your eyes.
Summoning the coven
The four horsemen eschaton
She the sumptuous Earth
Deep scars were forced upon.
Queen Catastrophia seer renewal grew to see
Humanity in ruins sped to Death on rotten knees.
We freed the flames that came to haunt Her
The greed that tore Her Elvish bodice.
She was the storm that warmed to slaughter
Our selfish needs
Displeasuring the Goddess.
Plastering disaster
Faster pandemics appear
Anthropocentric pockets
Last plagues are spreading near.
Grand levelling with seven tongues acerbic whore-astride
As the oceans swell in venom at our slick black ecocide.
This judgment has come from on high
Poisoners choke on the smoke-ridden Sty
Forewarnings ignored
Faith in a Lord
Life's blessings uncared for
This judgment has come from on high
Suffer this Kiss as She whispers goodbye
Goodbye...
What have we done?
and what have we become?
In this distance from our mother
From the gates of late Eden?
Blinded, undone
Glowering into the sun
A world of mass congrestion smothered
In the waste of late Eden.
and what of Her?
Gaia, Cybele
where is jewelled Ishtar
That shone forth like the stars?
Now maniacal She moves against us all
To destroy recreate anew
To dance amok amidst annihilation.
Extinction greets foul creatures left
Deflowering the Maidenhead
Displeasuring the Goddess.
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