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When you want it It goes away too fast Times you hate it It always seems to last But just remember when you think you're free The crack inside your fucking heart is me I want to outrace the speed of pain for another day I wish I could sleep But I can't lay on my back Because there's a knife For everyday that I've known you. Oh, I want to outrace the speed of pain for another day.

Marilyn Manson, "The Speed Of Pain"

As lonely as a poet on the wall of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split canopic jar.

"The Byronic Man" - Cradle Of Filth

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Crawl in awful stealth to me Forever a voyeur I've been Nocturnal Goddess of the Moon So she comes, unseen. Thus (Uzza and Azel) speak The burning seed, is thrust in Eve And yearning keeps me, captive of desire Make me as a flower that grows Forever in your throne That I might pollinate the world With darkness as your own. She will greet me as a serpent In her dark, secret Eden And I will always want For her witchcraft is Desire... I crawl with languid guilt to thee Forever flushed in sin Lamia, Latria, I give my soul is poisoned from within. Wisdom breeds, fecundity And her cunt she feeds, to fulfill her desire To Eve I cum... Sevenfold my passion wrought To ransack Eden, and to taste the whore I cling beyond her sabled court She is a gateway, to that darkness lost. The men will bow down before me To take my flesh as lucid thoughts Of dark, unbridled lust I am all these things and more Thus I await you, nemesis of restraint The code of life, and the bride of evil itself Oh, the fevered need for Her When greed and lust are sharpened in that one desire The all-consuming fire Reveal to me your mysteries, Witch The tree is plundered but I have the seed To be sown in thee.

"To Eve The Art Of Witchcraft", Cradle Of Filth (1994)

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