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letra de bewitched whore (doth belong to eternity) - divina enema

as it had been told…
and all of the words
were being swept away
by the wind
of stupidity
it seems to me…

during your life’s darkest way
you’re going to be bewitched by pain
so strong so you’ll have to eat your fear
until you die and disappear

by the way
during your life’s deepest road
you will have seen and heard a lot –
you’re going to be bewitched by this
you will have given, you’ll have missed

all of the sweetest dreams of yours
i wonder so what kind of wh0res
do you belong to? i’ll try to guess…
i’ve seen there’s only chaos and mess…

that’s why thеre’s only sleepy fire
of hunger, cursеs and desire
and nothing’s done… n0body’s torn. –
perhaps thou art bewitched wh0re…
thou art bedevilled one!

the veil of evening does fall down…
with rustle it’s approaching now
the hollow – hearted voice of time
does make me sing to you a lullaby

there is no need to speak of the brothel in town…
one wh0re who used to be an archbishop mistress
got a daughter-in-sin, little one was called selinda:
with the help of her priest she had left little one
under the shelter of orphanage of st. john
she had died and begun looking for little one
but she looked ghost alike… and it was real ghost!

selinda! selinda!

come to me my sweet selinda!
come to mummy little girl!

run away!
light escapeth from the grave! –
make me breathe again, my sentinel
ghostly aim –
i should find my little one…
essay to hear me, selinda…
and so, let it be done!
ye never know what the terrible thoughts occur…
i have not ever left thee, pretty daughter of mine
oh, selinda, hurry up my little one!
come to mummy
essay to reach my hand
oh… try to reach my hand, selinda!
i am dying for thine smile
come to me my sweet selinda!
come to mummy little girl!

selinda! selinda!

thou art my flesh, my wish – thy sigh am i
awful nonsense stealeth my life
thou art my dream, my essence – wh0re am i
our time doth slowly pass us by
every step doth push me down… oh… well
vanish fast: thou art pretty well
coming closer to the h-ll
coming faster to the h-ll!

only wrath shalt dislodge
ugly beast from his lair
thou may lose thy poor head
thy disgusting soul
but thy fears never leave thee…
and they wilt be next to thee
they wilt be breathing, indeed
till thy essence be freed

till you voyeur serrated crown of graves…
may my essence appear
through pellucid array
of the ruptured daylight!
with hiss dusk preys in glades…
smothered by run of time –
nascent twilight empowered
deepest night to ascend
may the planets confer!
may my spirit arise
from the dank filthy grave!
may the night set aflame
cold stars upon the mire
of the cemetery!

come to me my selinda!
come to mummy, selinda…
oh no! –
there is only your little head
in my trembling hands!

come along with thy mummy in h-ll! –
without thee i shalt drown in a bottomless well of…
…pain!
i cannot be dead at all…
i hae heard thy cry, my little girl!
oh no!
this one is not of mine…
this is someone else…
my sweet daughter, besides thee
selinda!
where can i find thee, little one?
i should find thy place!
and so, let it be done!

oh…
i should find thy place my dearest! –
i had found a lot but thee
try to reach thy pale-blue fingers… my selinda!
come to mummy little girl!

poor mortal wh0re…
doth belong to eternity…
having lost all the mind of her own
by the way she’s bewitched
with some of luciferian spells
but doth not bewitched one
have a good time in h-ll
have a nice time in h-ll?
it shalt arise from the tomb of itself…
shalt be haunting for the aim
that is inaccessible

- divina enema

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