A celebration of the damned
The unfettered few who choose to roam
Sharing more than sexual excess
Sowing more than vexing stones
Favourite haunts of depravation
Where the morning fears to tread
Covenant revere the sullen Cain
Strike the tethered liar dead
Dark solstice fever burns in me
Like the tugging of my veins to feed
Ravaging "Raven-lust"
Unbridled at dusk
I breath the bestial air
Rapaciously profound
Forbidden knowledge and desire we seek
He who walks below the ground
And as marble eyes begin to weep
"Die you fucker!" is my cry
No feeble Lord shall enflame the sky
Drums out of the darkness listen well!
