This next song is from our green period, as it were   This is the title track of that album   This is entitled Dusk And Her Embrace      When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake   And the mists steal in with ease   Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes   In adoration of the moon and thee      They call as I to thee   They call as I      And I will come, as if in dream   My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen   Of vengeful, ancient breed   Gilded with the pelts of many enemies   Erishkigal, raven-haired   Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair   I can taste thy scent by candlelight   Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair   Appease the beast on spattered sheets   Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps   Nocternity   She shall come      A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life   Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night   And I have ridden from the westerning light   To expend my lust   Tear away the funereal dress   Know that I will escape from my death   Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress      Lo!   The pale moonlight   Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline   Of mist and moth and the hunger inside   Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise      Through twilight, darkness and moonrise   My scarlet tears will run   As stolen blood and whispered love   Of fantasies undone      Countess swathed in ebony   And snow-white balletic grace   Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish   For lust and her      Dusk and her embrace      We shall flit through the shadows   Like a dream of wolves in the snow   Under deadly nightshade   Still warmed with the kill's afterglow      Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me   (Beneath the stars taste the death in me)   Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss   To sever thin mortality      Elizabeth   My heart is thine   Thy fragrant words warm within like wine      Let me come to thee   With eyes like Asphodel   Moon-glancing, loose desires free   To writhe under my spell      Ereshkigal, raven-haired   Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair   I know thy scent by candlelight   Immortal flesh I yearn to share   Appease the beast on spattered sheets   Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps   Nocternity   She shall come for me      Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus   How the full embosomed fog   Imparts the night to us      Actually, I just had a look at our tacky background   And thought we were playing in front   Of the Tahetrum Monastery   Sometimes I wish I’d fuck off myself…