A Delicate Tracery Of Red Lyrics
Posthumous, and thus greater will be your beautyI will expose the masterpiece within your reviled formA delicate tracery of red......as I inflict upon you carvings of arcane designConvulutions of lacerated tissueI will shape a cruel and permanent smile on those sweetly curved lipsRenderings of utmost lucidityWith a loving violence the blade lingers over your skinA delicate tracery of red......I will release the beauty trapped beneath your skinOnce you must have smiled so sweetlyThe world endless before your eyesI miss you though I've never known youBut I can and will tell the end of your storyIn the intracacies of these linesThe cut of your featuresSmeared beneath my fingertipsMy breath coming quickerAroused by the revelations of my incisions lineAgonized, the line of your browI relieve its tension by a cut of a tendonBeautific in darkest reposeI delineate the course of your sorrowsIncarnidine convolutions and conflicting strokes of carnelianRich, trailing behind the sharpened edgeFluid welling up like some purified crimson wineI exalt you by my atrocitiesA delicate tracery of red......with your tortured flesh I aspire to approach the sublime through......a delicate tracery of redOvercome by a great and sinister joyIn this, my most tender of crueltiesForms of perfected aspect exposed from withinAnimate is my medium, you writhing as my canvasI revel in your soiled femininityAs the razors dance in your deepest and most secret placeYour screams were the purest of melodiesThe low moans you emit arouse my disgustYou would never sing for me so sweetlyNo matter how I sought your tainted embraceYour kind reckons my touch, you can no longer repulse my demandsWhirls and lines cover your torso, a hint of eternal mysteries revealedThe peeling of pale and tender fleshI strip from your form your transient veneerI expose the ugliness of your kindI inscribe your shame of your skinBleeding spirals on your breastsAs I follow the lines of natures greatest follyRunnels scored in your limbs, so smooth and tempting a canvasI move my scalpel towards your eyesStill, they hold your expression and something of you beneath their glazeWith a slice I open your pupilsFor you to better gaze upon the darkness you must seeWith a loving violence the blade lingers over your skinI will release the beauty trapped under your skinA delicate tracery of red......fueled by the deepest of hatredsPerfection of the most elevated and torturous kind......I will release the beauty trapped beneath your skinlyrics : McCoy/Stevison, 1993
Avernus A Delicate Tracery Of Red
