The Cult Of Venus Aversa
    (专辑: Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa - 2010)
    
    I 
am She  Lilith  Mistress of the 
dark  Of Sheba  First offender  And succour to demons  Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites  Lead all those too enslaved by the 
flesh  To trespass against God's holy law  And tonight I 
come for you   Midnight strikes, the 
candles sputter  Muttering their recking spells  I 
snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter  These words i 
speak are gates to Hell   Casus belli  In hoc signo vinces  Veritas vos liberabit  Casus belli  In hoc signo vinces  In aeternum, amen   The 
scent of death is rent  In this ornamental verse  In ventures down the 
centuries  Tormenting me with secrets so anathema  And now the 
fires grate  I 
must relate, to end this curse  I'll break through spires to escape my fate  Am I 
too late or just perverse?   Midnight strikes, the 
candles sputter  Muttering their recking spells  I 
snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter  These words i 
speak are gates to Hell   So the 
blight begins  Near the 
woodland of a 
frightened village  Where the 
rites of unimaginable sin  And the 
howling on the 
wind  Chills the 
blood for fear of spillage   Where nightfall used to be  Blessed with best tranquility  Its no caressed by misadventure   Templars from the 
crusades  Have birthed a 
church, more masquerade  In which they worship mass dementia   They came from dust and flame  By the 
Red Sea on dead shores  fleeing claims of blasphemy   And bestiality  Devils fed them back to us   Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes  Of grim infidelities  In the 
grip of cryptic lands  And desert sands  They found just cause   and midst their entourage  Under the 
stars  They Bought relics and parts  Of saints  And evil left to clerics charge   With Muslim plunder they built their sect  To the 
composite Baphomet  An androgynous sphinx, open, erect  Universal in its closet display   Spawn of Lilith and Samael  First offender and the 
snake  In thrall like pawns beneath its spell  The 
templars grew to astute surrender  Sabbatical, fanatical  They Adorned its monstrous bust  Whit a 
kings ransom of Easter jewels  The 
embodiment of beast and lust   Many moons the 
proved the 
boom  Of immutable and beautiful  Darkness ever-afters   Then one eve when the 
ancient trees  Outside, drew back, unnerved  The 
pleas from those impatient teased  Something from the 
black beyond of nowhere   A 
stunning woman, summoned  Comming scimitar-curved  Statuesque, but living flesh  Draping nakedness about their pagan saviours   She came Lilith, a 
perfect myth  The 
scarlet whore  Skinned in magnificence  In her defense  She only slew a 
few of them   Born of a 
sacrifice, a 
virgins price  For the 
merging with a 
Goddess  She prowled the 
world again  Enslaving men  With the 
surging of her bodice   Midnight strikes, the 
candles sputter  Muttering their recking spells  I 
snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter  These words i 
speak are gates to Hell   Casus belli  In hoc signo vinces  Veritas vos liberabit  Casus belli  In hoc signo vinces  In aeternum, amen