Songs 4 Hate & Devotion

by Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio

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released October 29, 2010

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Track Name: A Song 4 Hate & Devotion
There is nothing in my heart; that is how I love you
There is nothing in my heart; that is how I hate you
There is nothing in my hand; that is what I owe you
There is nothing in my mind; that is what I think of you

“This is a song for hate and devotion
For all of you, who mean nothing to me”

There is nothing in my heart; that is how I love you
There is nothing in my heart; that is how I hate you
There is nothing in my hand; that is what I give you
There is nothing in my mouth; that is what I speak of you

There is nothing in my heart; that is how I love you
There is nothing in my heart; that is how I hate you
There is nothing in my eyes; that is how I see you
There is nothing in my soul; that is what I feel for you
Track Name: In My Little Black Dress
In my little black dress I have come to confess; that defiance is not what it seems
I am covered in dirt and my fingers they hurt; from the women I’ve tried to appease
I am soothing my soul with indulgence and gold; I will bury my face in your loins
I will master this dance with my cock in your hands; there's a slot in my back for the coins
There's a little black man in the palm of my hand, who keeps saying that fire will come
I have wandered this earth from the time of my birth, so my legs they are starting to numb
In the heart of my soul I will make me a hole; just to marvel when evil comes out
Let my silence convey all the things I can’t say, you can salvage my sex with your mouth

In my little black dress I have come to confess; that defiance is not what it seems
My devotion is dead like the thoughts in my head; are we searching for omens to see?
Every moment of fate is determined by hate, please bestow me a reason to kill
There’s a little white man in the palm of my hand, who keeps saying to do what thou wilt
I put out I put in, it’s my cardinal sin, please enjoy throwing pearls before swine
What we build always fall; there is nothing at all, that will last till the ending of time
Only carnage makes sense, let the madness commence, let’s make demons and gods out of men
Can compassion survive when we cease to comply, with the concept of death as the end?
Track Name: Lucifer in Love
My body is cleansed with flowers and wine
Bodies of passion in linen entwined
Your body undressed and stockings reveal
You’re naked and longing and yearning to feel
Venus is rising to salvage the earth
A flower ascending in blossom through dirt
In blood and perfection this world shall be cleansed
So lust and cumpassion may flourish again
The angels are feasting on blood of the meek
In blossom with treason I play with the weak
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free

“The sacrifice was made in the name of me
The sacrifice was made in the name of you
You call me by my middle name
I’m Lucifer in love, in love with you”

The words you have heard and the things you have seen
Shall vanquish the morals you’ve tried to defeat
When time has demised and mankind has burned
Then madness shall rise and love shall return
The nectars I drink from the cleft to your soul
Shall nourish the yearnings and murder control
I see how you ache from the crown that you wear
I cut out your heart just to see if you care
Your lips shall devour the flesh underneath
My sperm in your mouth is the proof that I need
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free
Track Name: A World not so Beautiful [A Song 4 the Emperor]
London is burning, ignited with love
Misunderstandings, descend from above
Paris has fallen; the flag has been raised
A nation in ruins, once pompous and great
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Brussels is drowning; the flood has commenced
The secrets of Europe, are waking again
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, its Europe at war

“Let me take your little hand, let me make you understand
That the world is not as beautiful and free, like you believe”

Belgrade is bleeding; the past was retrieved
Prague under siege, in tears we concede
The uproars in Munich, in crystals they march
Amsterdam trembles; there’s no light in the dark
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Vienna has perished, consumed by its past
Zurich is ruined; the gold did not last
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, its Europe at war