the 13th caesar
cradle of filth
ripped from the presence of god
now hungered like a beast
for the knowledge of evil
a cold and jagged abyss bled of sense
through god's benevolence
clothing ragged dogma in his own magnificence
the bold inventions of the will
luxuries and splendours past the ken of mortal men
every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
a daemon sat upon the top of the world
like a herod over genesis
they sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
kissing terrors with paralysis
his brash canvas insulted the view
moving heaven and earth to please the
whom his strange retinue drew
to assert the thirteenth caesar
ichor kicked inside his veins
he swore henceforth he would serve evil alone
the insurrection of his will
theatre and feasts past the ken of mortal men
every wanton bent desire went fulfilled
a daemon sat upon the top of the world
like a herod over genesis
they sang hosannas as his banners unfurled
striking terror intro menaces
filled the moonstruck dreams
his venus of arena-blood was dead