Hear Me now!  All crimes should be treasured if they bring thee pleasure somehow...    Maleficent in dusky rose  Gathered satin lapped Her breasts  Like blood upon the snow  A tourniquet of Topaz  Glistened at Her throat  Awakening, pulled from the tomb  Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon  That She outshone as a fallen star  A regal ornament from a far flung nebular    Her likeness hung in the black gallery  Commanding unease  Demanding of Death to breathe...    Midst the whirl and daylight fauna  Of society at court  Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause  Though Her torchlit shadow  Thrown upon damp cellar walls  Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled    Thirteen Winter solstices had shown  Her path, that the dark  Had marked its dominion  Spaying the confessor  Whose caresses she'd known,  As whipcord in the House of Dog  Her cold cunt meat on holy bone    Raped of faith, She now embraced  The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face  With this disdain, inside these veins  (Highborn wanton that She was)  She sought to keep what age would claim  Her soul was sold and for this toll  Reeking pyres ever smouldered  On the whims of one so in control  Elizabeth, mysterious.  Cruelty brought thee orchids  From the bowels of the abyss    Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries  And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs  Exhumed by scrying eyes  Madness came upon  Her like an amourous lover's seed  Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin  In gouts torture unleashed    And to Her dead reflection  Twas as if Her pallor gleamed  Like an angel's warmed by candles  Where erotic stains had cleaved  So demons dragged this libertine  Lusts screaming for release  Upon the flesh of maidens preened  As canvas for caprice    Exacting obeisance  Her gaze held a seance  Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune  A sleeter mistress than Luna  Whose threats to consume Her  Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon    Flat on Her back  Pack-prey for the reams  Of verses and curses  That haunted Her dreams  Midnightmare chimed  Thirteen in Her mind  A disciple of scars  Branded years hissed behind  Ridden split-thighed  By the Father of lies  An ovation of wolves  Blushed the skies as they writhed    But Heaven is never forever  She came, a spent storm  From the clouds...    Leaving serpents in office  Inside every gate  To lick righteous holes  Blinding Lords to the fate  Of virgins forced naked  To defile on rent knees  Hacked and racked backwards  Menses choking their pleas    "More. Whore. More.  Twitching make me wet with thee  Carcass rub me raw"