Grimoire For The Apprentice Warlock (EP)
GHOST ASYLUM
Tis your skin which burns.
Come dream tonight in my bed.
Where the shame you keep shall lie down.
Tis your mind which burns.
Come dream tonight in my arms.
Where the infant you keep shall lay;
Beside you strangled.
Its fine, the soul never drowns in dreams.
But exhaustion will keep you near.
Subversion, rape – could care less.
A baby naked, shattered, and empty.
It’s nothing.......
Give to me that which is mine,
Jewels that fall silently.
Tis but the melodies of my sacred abyss.
Laying still and silent waiting for no man.
Come near, find the melody – erotic, lay down.
It’s fine, night will soon come.
But fear will keep in my arms.
-Lyrics by BUER
STRANGLED IN A KINGDOM OF OLD SKIN
Head broken down.
Into the souls that must fade.
Buried for one, no one would die for.
I must feel the rushing black air.
Hidden in torn bone;
Put to rest in your day.
Medical jars defiled and pale.
Hanged high in the teeth of heaven;
Lapsing air, defiled--forgotten in dreams.
(Fragments Weep without Day)
Tired eyes a lonely sky.
Rotting memories breathe last their decay.
Butchered from my neck.
Strangled in a kingdom of old skin.
-Lyrics by BUER
BETWEEN WEEPING LIMBS
I can taste your flesh.
As the seasons have fled gods table;
In your evening.
Sinuous flame, I watch with Satan-as you fade.
Julep lips, these kisses are made for graves;
Penury-Satin, velvet shards of glass.
Cool absinthe-betrothed in hopelessness.
Emollient licks, rising from ripped throats.
Midnight’s usage-wet drugs;
White blood filtered.
Exhaling rape, naked in constricting ether.
Kill me... kill me...
Emetic nights; tastes orgasm in blue.
Heaving between weeping limbs.
-Lyrics by BUER
MANGLED CONVULSIONS
I will enclose everything from the mouth;
Parched, wet, or scabbed...
In Bottomless perdition I'm lead to violent sin.
Without blind intention or weakness.
Forsaken in life's distended lungs.
Beautiful abnegation grins;
As I rush towards endless lakes of fire.
Feasting upon tumescent tears;
Till last I fucking rot!
My prayers were never heard!
Engorged upon inverted tongues.
My 'pleading' fucked perversion.
In blood drenched chambers:
Wet walls beg climax!
Tasting the hymen of hope.
Leaking between crippled legs.
Mangled convulsions weep;
Strung out---motionless.
Once left to always;
These prayers were never heard.
-Lyrics by BUER
SHADOWLESS HEALING WHISPERS
Shadowless healing whispers.
(I'm touch no longer)
Hallucinating pain.
A voice asks' where must I die?
Uncovered bodies absorbed.
Shown within their feasting rivers.
Lineal figures unfulfilled.
All pleasures are (starved).
-Lyrics by BUER
FLESH SWOLLEN IN DREAMS
Erotic wines.
Flesh swollen in dreams.
Overdrawn hands ripen.
That slowly within kissed salt.
Quivering blossoms soothed.
Dripping in her blood.
Flesh swollen in her dreams.
Gather grief within this night.
Buried inward her body lays.
Alone – bemired.
Pouring glasses of sin.
Her tongue gently within.
Muses satisfied.
Flesh swollen in dreams.
-Lyrics by BUER