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The Velvet Empress

Triggerman’s Ballad

Innocence as it may be
Another victim on the line
No resistance, just as we see
At that age, at that time.

Just believe in your instincts
All your senses compromise
Flesh so fresh, so altruistic
Another plot for their device.

So they trusted in that voice
Such enchantment, hypnotized
Twisted minds consort a ploy
Snakes in suits, never chastised.

So they lured them with disguises
Left them there for their demises.

Shot their feet, shot their hands
Panegyrize the Triggerman.

Rescue dogs sniffing traces
Bloody attires placed behind
A small reminder of the places
Scattered remains undefined.

Such enigmas are interesting
Mangled body thrown aside
In the woods, for the searching
Buried crimes remain belied.

So they followed the pied piper
Such is virtue and ignorance
Crooked hearts serve as riders
Smaller frames, much belligerence.

So they lured them with disguises
Left them there for their demises.

Tore their feet, tore their hands
Apotheosize the Hatchet man.

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The Velvet Empress

Catch-22

Lucky, lucky you
With the cards you’re dealt
Wanna bet a little bit more.

Lucky, lucky seven
Against my lucky six, 6, vi
Aren’t you lucky to still be alive?

I’m getting high on infinity
With the scribbles on the scrolls
Aroused by this summoning
As I roll my two snake eyes.

Lucky me, lucky you
Catch-22

Lucky, lucky you
With those dices at hand
Against the mirror to stand.

Lucky, lucky seven
Against my lucky cloud nine
Cashing checks before being able to sign.

I’m getting high on infinity
With this chanting of claptrap
Stimulated and fixated
On this ridiculous game of Craps.

Lucky me, lucky you
Catch-22

I love how you pretend to be Constantine
In your Mephistophelian way of dealing.

Crooked die
Crooked die
Under the sleeves
Under the sleeves

Lucky me, lucky you
Catch-22.

The Velvet Empress

Lucy Sapphire’s Subtle Smile

They came in baring gifts from distant lands
They said “our god doesn’t want them, but do you want?”
They’ve been cast out by a thunderous voice
So they’ve gotten here, without any other granted choice.

Descendants of the bekhor with a mark on his forehead
You’re all welcomed to stay here, and dine with us
We’ll get drunk, impassioned with lust for knowledge
Bithiah, lost in an age with countless unnamed others.

Lucy Sapphire, oh baby
You are like strange fire
Offensive to the almighty
But perfect for me, yes, sire.

Such a savory sermon
Such a subtle smile
Enough to give a leap of faith
Off of this holy pinnacle.

They came running away from their own lands
They said “we need some help, would you gives us a hand?”
They’ve been casted away by their own peers
So they’ve gotten here, without a future that seems clear.

Descendants of the tribe with a numerical indoctrination
You’re all welcome to stay here, and celebrate with us
We’ll get high, synchronize with an upmost manifestation
Marduk, lost in an ageless confinement, none to reminisce.

Lucy Sapphire, oh baby
You are like strange fire
Distasteful to the almighty
But perfect for me, yes
You are my igniter
The wire
That elevates me higher
Oh my, oh my,
A servant in your empire
You are
The object of my desire.

Such a savory sermon
Such a subtle smile
Enough to throw myself down
Off of this holy pinnacle.

The Velvet Empress

Close Encounter (of the Sixth Sixth Sixth Kind)

She summoned my broken spirit with her precious canticle
Scorched all my clothes right off with her burning touch
Got me right between the bed and her legs, so semantical
Never before have I experienced explicit exposure as such.

Her termagant tongue inside my mouth, conducting malice
Her claws scathing through my skin, deep into the muscle
With her spell-biding feline stare I lost myself into her solace
Holding my arms quite tight, I find no reason here to wrestle.

She turns and revolts like a demon drenched in holy water
Wet hair covers her face; she lays her hands over my chest
Red like hell in her fiery eyes, I feel like right in the gutter
Moan becomes roar, drawing an eerie smile, seemingly possessed.

A storm hit close by, this carnal embrace felt like a hurricane
She stirred up the bed, her pelvis, as strong as an earthquake
Lower parts clutched up to mine, wouldn’t quit until she came
Not only have I bitten off the fruit, I have also eaten the cake.

Another poem written using the alias “The Velvet Empress”

Hestia

Big black dogs guarding by the exit door
Mermaids swerving on the dance floor
Lights buzzing on the five pointed star wall
But, goats on two feet are having a ball.

Mars is for boys, and Venus is for girls
But none can make it like so, you swirl
Mythos of an afterimage, ether and merle
Midnight creatures born of the underworld.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most beautiful of them all?
“Just look deep into the glass ball
It’s the fire from the skies taking a fall”

A satellite with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

Large black figures caught by your eye
Backward masking humming a lullaby
Ghosts and ghouls playing on the perfect song
Carving twisted Decalogue on hollow stones.

Sheep go to heaven, and goats go hell
Wish there was someone you could tell
Logos as an afterthought, ethos and pearls
Shadowy creatures spawn of the underworld.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the most beautiful of them all?
“Just look deep into the glass ball
It’s the fire from the skies taking a fall”

A satellite with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

So welcome back down to earth
Your place sits next to the hearth
Oh, you, I hope all of this is worth
We deviated the objective of your course.

You do not understand my tongue
Cause you can’t read between the lines
Cause what to you might sound dumb
Might hide myriad of secrets right behind.

A star with flaming wings
Just like an angel (coming from heaven)
Just like the devil (going to hell)
A supernova has arrived.

The Velvet Empress

Silvering Lust

Staring at the white wall of my screen
Watching as it turns black, turns red
She likes the same fucked up things it seems
And now I want her here in my bed.

Waiting for minutes, for hours, for days
Sitting right here inside of my head
She thinks and says the same things I say
And now I’m just waiting go on ahead.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can kill ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Swirling in this wide space of my dreams
Watching as they turn violet, turn blue
She seems like the one that in here could scream
And now I bet she doesn’t have a clue.

Lurking for minutes, for hours, for days
Hiding right outside the window of her room
She wishes for things that I too wish to lay
And now we’re gonna have it pretty soon.

Romeo and Juliet has nothing on us baby
We can ruin ourselves without falling in love
But Goddamn it, I care for you sweet lady
And I can’t stop begging the good God above
For a chance to be closer to you, closer
But shit, darling, if I know myself any better
We’ll burn, burn, burn so, so sweet
Oh girl, I cannot wait for this meet and greet.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

She doesn’t love herself and I’m not sure if I do
But if we’re in this deathbed we can see it through
Equinox and epoch leaping together in march
Fire in this bed, baby, as our molecules begin to starch.

Diamond and coal
Turn lead to gold
Silvering lining
Silvering lust.

Feeling like John Con
I’m feeling like Faust.

The Velvet Empress

Johnny Boy

He wishes he could be so much more
If the pen was really mightier than the sword
Chiseling a shortcut to the great grandeur
Where singers and poets both grieve in ardor.

The gates open as the elevator rises
A gene sample set for the skull and bones
The wounded preacher wickedly apprises
As the scarlet lady cackles and then moans.

The sun and the moon are two lovers
Who could speak about the spirit of the forest?
The forecast foreshadow the hunters
Susurrates “Who could be greater than its master?”

He wishes he could be so much more
If the actions could speak louder than the words
Bargaining noumena for the first amour
Where vipers and saviors leave their hearts sore.

The heavens open as the trumpets play
A lethiferous gap that will swallow us whole
The binary numen sets down the quay
As the venomous Tiamat reaches its end goal.

The stars and satellites are lost spawns
Who could speak about the events of the afterlife?
The aftermath shook all of the pawns
Wondering “Where is the husband? Who is the wife?”

Oh dear Johnny boy
Writing the story for someone to read
Truly, truly, I tell you, you were a good boy
But no one remembers the things you did.