Call to Thee, Concubines Lyrics


Hear me now woman

Empty your bodily purse

I the sacred, I the will

bestow to you my nightly gifts

Inhale my steaming bath

and upon your back I anoint with oil

Bring to me your bedside manner

the privilege is mine to bruise your breast

Cloaking the mouth to silence breath

urging your lost and heavy sigh to fall

Now drink deep with me the Bacchus wine

childish fawn, raise the chalice

Rending thee bliss unto willful heights

Though do not peer my eye girl

as if by purchase we are one of equal worth

aroused from sleep to fall in line

this night I show thee I am king

Engraved upon bejeweled shackles

Forever bearing my name in gold

Thy beating heart my public property-

swells and falls with my fecund intent

Cleanse yourself upon my word

purify skin with soaking cloth

kneel before me as I witness

Behind my curtain hides your shame

Overpowering thy worthless crumbled womb

smiling servant of distant homes

until thy youth is nature weary

I grip you with my forgiving hand

Swallow these presented oaths

a fruitless legion bestowed into you

empty your mouth of my fatherly name

and cut your fingers upon my blade

Return to me again at dawn

together we stroll Sodom's yard

thy fetid scabbard encloses my knife

lest you feel the basement cold

Spill before me milk and honey

dine with me in sunless garb

apply your tongue to ripened fruit

to pull in sheets of blessed rain

Fornication Under Commanding King

Sweeten thy crow

unfurl your damaged wings

To watch over this power

Do not fret to enrich more of self

I to thee provide your very all

ALL

Honor true your parthen service

and earn the keep of my desire

Do not conjure my strike

Valleys upon striped backs

provide riverbeds after my content

mapping all ye conquered future

I allow to scar your soul