Mannequin
Burning flesh, dripping sweat,Unison, like a paralyzed snake,Charmed and enchanted by the Babylon whore
Led to the other worldsBy the girls she curled withinI took their skins to see herBe my, Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
I cannot rememberHow it was that we first metCurve of the moon and haunted shoreThe stars were not those heaven sent
Did we come togetherAt masked palatial ballsIn silks and flesh and leatherOr did we come at all?I dreamt a midnight castleThe eerie song of wolvesAnd eyes that danced with fireAs they have forever more
Our rites of sinHave long fathered a hymmTo burden himWhom by slip of after-whimAt genesisDressed her like the windIn autumn gownsThat pinned her downTo be my, Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
Always poised on winterBut never would she breakMy lovecraft and black witch heartThat pounded in her wake
We kissed on distant balconiesA law unto her ownThirteenth dark commandmentOf figures pressed to stoneTurning cream with fantasiesThat god alone would knowWe graced the vomitoriumWith the sweet excess of Rome
Flagrant in the pastOur names were deeply carvedOn the tree of life in long deadlanguages
Led to other worldsBy the girls she curled wihtinI took their skins to see herBe my, Be my mannequin
Be my mannequin
I tongued the nuns at LouviersBut not one word possessedHer devine right, an archetypeFor mortal Goddess...