When Joan was burnt
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He knew malevolence
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At the heart of all
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A cold and jagged abyss bled of sense
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The throne he earned
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Through God's benevolence
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Started his own fall
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Clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence
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Here the stench, the gold events
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The bold inventions of the will
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Luxuries and splendours past the ken of mortal men
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Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
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A Daemon sat upon the top of the world
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Like a Herod over Genesis
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They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
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Kissing terrors with paralysis
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His brash canvas insulted the view
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moving heaven and earth to please the
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Tumultitudes, whom his strange retinue drew
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To assert the thirteenth Caesar
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Ichor kicked inside his veins
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The thirteenth Caesar
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War was licked, for shame
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Sicker, but just as vain
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Gilles De Rais
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When Joan was burnt
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He knew malevolence
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At the heart of all
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He swore henceforth he would serve evil alone
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Here the stench, the gold events
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The insurrection of his will
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Theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men
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Every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
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A Daemon sat upon the top of the world
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Like a Herod over genesis
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They sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
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Striking terror intro menaces
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Ichor kicked inside his veins
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The thirteenth Caesar
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War was licked, for shame
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Sicker, but just as vain
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Gilles De Rais
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Suetonius and Ovid
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Filled the moonstruck dreams
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With the purple of Rome
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His Venus of arena-blood was dead
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And he was storming home
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Ichor kicked inside his veins
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The thirteenth Caesar
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War was licked, for shame
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Sicker, but just as vain
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The thirteenth Caesar
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Gilles De Rais
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The 13th Caesar (Demo)
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Cradle Of Filth |