She slept in ecstasy
In hands that fanned her wildest fantasies
Freed from Christ's frigid regime
And rigid nailsShe was first in church
To lick her lips and self-debased
Each waking second felt like heaven
In the scarlet one's embraceAnd at last, clear memories, aghast
Relinquished their control
All things held dear to the wretched past
Coalesced within her soulMadness crept into her sight
Though her sinful hair
Spoke of nothing to the contrary
Once dulled eyes leaped alive with life
Her piece of broken mirror
Barely recognizedThe worm was turningFor her sat grinning Victoria
Who, no three weeks ago
Was flogged red to euphoria
For her dour love of God
And the ardor of his crowsCold cloisters kept the dead apart
At the retreat of the sacred heartShe stepped in ecstasy
'Neath skies that plied her wildest fantasies
Freed into love's reacquainted dream
And sudden galesNight grew sultry late September
A man came from the village
Through the woods to help with harvestShe was burning like the fields
All her vows lay unfulfilled
His name was Isaac, silent, blessed
A mute whose tongue impressed her latelyBut now red skies darken
The roonks lament
Windswept maelstroms harken
The approach of Lilith's
Nightmare kingdomThe woman in her astral dreams
Became more vivid, livid, obscene
Scatted on the throne of oayx blasphemies
Emanating raw desire
And the surging urge to screamDarkness crept into her face
She stood erect and spook of riches
And their whereabouts
Finding in Isaac the need to place
A hidden Templer necklace
Lest the month run outFor now stormed the vainglorious
In her palace of mass delight
Her power dawned victorious
Victoria the key, her mind unfastenedBy flights of morbid fancy
Psychomancy, rites of ancient wrong
Sweet seductions, peaked eruptions
Spiking through impatient songCold cloister kept the dead apart
At the retreat of the sacred heart
The gate to hell was forced apart
At the retreat of the sacred heart