The Diabolique Lyrics

True of word or voice, enveloped in flames
Hostile star coming forth by night
My twilight whore traversing heaven
Dancing on the limits of eternity

Bow my children
Bow my children
Oh, maiden, snare my children from the abyss

Enter the serpent, serpent of night
The dead body of the dead sun
Moonskinned goddess, evening goddess
Snare my children from the abyss

Bow my children
Bow my children
Children of the poison moon
Snare my children from the abyss
I am the diabolique

When she rests, darkness comes
The eternal mind softens final eclipse
Chamber of the night expands with joy
Into her island of fire, the sky falls down

Bow my children
Bow my children
Children of the poison moon
Snare my children from the abyss
I am the diabolique

Solar cults crumble and fall
The beetle light of naked dusk
Under the earth where summer's die
We dwell, the beautiful and the damned

Bow my children
Bow my children
Oh, maiden snare my children
I am the diabolique
The black earth where summers die