Awaiting the dawn... Lilith my bride... a love of sin so deep wounds of lust won't ever heal Stigmata... I yearn for thy crimson taste rape my senses... upon your cross I'll weep but shall this longing ever satiate I writhe, I twist... convulse in ecstacy bring me to ritual, bring me to life fornicate, profanate, procreate... spawn of he who am I eternity for your touch I pray it is nights as black as these who have made me am I to pay the wage of sin? beyond the stars a fire shall burn for me I turn my face to a new age lucifer. what tidings doth thou bring?