Degenesis (Amor And Seuche) - Le Grand Guignol

Once upon a tragedy our bravest returned

From grounds now forgotten and forlorn

With haggard faces, but a gleam in their eyes

They entered our citadel, yet not alone…

From the plateau of the battlements, I espy

Black flowers clinged to the skin, depicting their cloth

An absurd legacy of the subdued

Streams through their galloping hearts

…The precursor of a latent drama

Virgins, bards and fools await their scene

As teeth are chopped in muscle tissue

Voluptuous fusion of saliva and sperm

Phallus and flesh, hunger and lust

Infernal orgy of decadent meat

Yersinia Pestis — unveiled

High above the feast, hidden in the clouds

Moon’s sickle lurks, threatening to behead

Succulent odours are swallowed by the stench of decay

The dancing scythe joins the carnal play

«Such as I was you are

And such as I am you will be

Wealth, honor and power are of no value

At your hora mortis»

«Were my eyes not hollow, would I perceive

Your untouched beauty and angelic grace

My dear lady, so dainty and cold

Oh grant me this dance and your life shall end old»

A wave through foul bodies

Culmination of the sick

Life’s defloration

And the Dead overcome the Quick

«Your bright red lips have grown deathly pale

As you listened to the dying men’s wail

I have done my work well, now I can depart

What I leave behind is called macabre art!»