Babalon-Punishment Of Luxury

[00:00.74]Babalon A.D. [00:12.95] [00:41.91]I bled on a pivotal stretch [00:44.03]Like a clockwork Christ [00:45.43]Bears sore stigmata, bored [00:48.26] [00:48.49]And as I threw Job, I drove [00:51.16]Myself to a martyred wretch [00:54.29]To see if I drew pity [00:56.73]Or pretty litanies from the Lord [00:59.70] [01:00.24]So the plot sickened [01:01.63]With the coming of days [01:02.95]Ill millennia thickened [01:04.39]With the claret I sprayed [01:06.36]And though they saw red [01:07.61]I left a dirty white stain [01:08.84]A splintered knot in the grain [01:10.42]On Eden’s marital aid [01:12.71] [01:16.67]So glad for the madness(x2) [01:24.84] [01:36.07]I walked the walls naked to the moon [01:38.71]In Sodom and Babylon [01:41.97]And through rich whores and corridors [01:43.82]Of the Vatican [01:45.74]I led a sordid Borgia on [01:48.34] [01:53.17]I read the Urilia text [01:55.17]So that mortals wormed [01:56.82]As livebait for the dead [01:59.45] [01:59.93]And as I broke hope, I choked [02:02.75]Another Pope with manna peel [02:05.64]Dictating to DeSade [02:07.29]In the dark entrails of the Bastille [02:12.26]And as He wrote, I smote [02:14.53]A royal blow to the heads of France [02:18.36]And in the sheen of guillotines [02:20.68]I saw others, fallen, dance [02:27.04] [02:47.39]I was an incurable [02:48.64]Necromantic old fool [02:50.20]A phagadaena that crawled [02:51.86]Drooling over the past [02:53.46]A rabid wolf in a shawl [02:54.59]A razor’s edge to the rule [02:56.19]That the stars overall [02:57.62]Were never destined to last [02:59.64] [03:03.86]So glad for the madness(x2) [03:14.91] [03:23.41]I furnaced dreams, a poet, foe of sleep [03:26.28]Turning sermons with the smell [03:29.23]On Witchfinder fingers [03:30.68]Where bad memories lingered [03:32.23]Burning, as when Dante [03:33.79]Was freed to map Hell [03:35.43] [03:40.94]I sired schemes and the means [03:42.63]To catch sight of the seams [03:44.14]And the vagaries inbetween... [03:47.30] [04:00.03]And midst the lips and the curls [04:02.34]Of this cunt of a world [04:07.29]In glimpses I would see [04:09.64]A nymph with eyes for me [04:22.32] [04:23.73]Eyes of fire that set all life aflame [04:25.88]Lights that surpassed art [04:28.98]In sight , that no intense device of pain [04:31.81]Could prise their secrets from my heart [04:35.22] [04:37.10]I knew not Her name [04:38.27]Though her kiss was the same [04:39.56]Without a whisper of shame [04:40.94]As either Virtue or Sin’s [04:42.90]And pressed to Her Curve [04:44.10]I felt my destiny swerve [04:45.53]From damnation reserved [04:47.11]To a permanent grin... [04:49.02] [04:53.50]So glad for the madness(x2) [05:07.54]