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    Cradle Of Filth

    Serpent Tongue

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    So adept was unspoken man
    At dusting ledgers of the seraphim
    That Lilith swept across a broken land
    In a whirl of lust to pleasure him
    This bland Adam, a reaper of the sun
    In bone dry season, for Eve was busy sucking thumbs
    Pricked in rosy gardens as he spattered into shells
    And ran with mourning fauna; His mastiffs and gazelle
    Breathless as the wind
    Adam, prowled, fell foul to sin
    But not before she spread her grin
    Across his silent lips
    At crack of day, though what was shame?
    The raptor's nest wherein they lay
    Bore witness to her soft parade
    Of fingers come to grips
    His undivine attention won
    She deftly spun
    From ‘neath his thrusts to writhe above
    In ecstasy
    Pendulous she swung
    As if her limbs imbibed his tongue
    To spill, as with his rod
    The secret name of God
    But no seed passed those fruitful lips (Serpentongue)
    For fearing her, who gasped, he slit (Serpentongue)
    Her throat from ear to where she fled (Serpentongue)
    With tail and blood between her legsss… (Serpentongue)
    So very kept was the virgin hand
    That brushed the treasures of Utopia
    And how greed swept across the desert sands
    In late August just to measure her
    This hallowed Eve, a creature of the moon
    A simple dish born with a silver spoon
    Giddy sniffing orchids that opened after dusk
    Incubus and Prudence, two such soon to touch her
    Restless as the skies
    Temptation, bloomed, found room to rise
    And snatching breaths between her thighs
    He crawled to Eve…
    At dead of night, the sticky clime
    Smelt perfect to this serpentine
    This shining angel
    Palled in mysteries…
    Her undivine attention won
    He deftly spun
    A web if intrigue for the one
    Great sacred tree
    Bejewelled and lit
    As if a thousand shades did flit
    About boughs of forbidden lore
    Hidden for the want of more
    And when seeds passed those fruitful lips (Serpentongue)
    And mankind basked in vast eclipse (Serpentongue)
    A devil shot of thin disguise (Serpentongue)
    Surmised to better paradise (Serpentongue)
    Paradise.....
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