I LOVE this band! No other band has made me feel so accepted and welcomed, especially with all the shit that I go through every day for being goth and Wiccan. I love love love LOVE this feeling. Blessed be!! -3
This is not true.
"While Wicca does not FOCUS on Satan, some Pagans do. Yes, there are some Pagans that worship Satan. So there are Satanists that are indeed Pagans and vice versa.
Remember that while Wicca is under the Pagan umbrella, Pagan does not mean Wiccan through and through. There are witches that use the pentagram that are not Wiccan/pagan, it's a geometric symbol used by multiple religious paths, not just Wicca."
Oh I just love doing this to men! It is a definite turn on. My friends have jokingly called me a siren and a succubus combined, but they have no idea how true this is. When I make a man love me, I take everything from them, and leave them a broken hopeless shell. I'm going to sing this again right now! Anyone else like doing stuff like this? I can't be the only one.
NO, this song is *NOT* violent, it's dark passion, it's what the song is, "Vampire Erotica", the lust power and passion of the night walkers, or those that follow BDSM, it's not violent at all, it never was, it's dominance and submission, pay attention.
I remember a gig I was at, years ago, Inkubus Sukkubus were to play but before them Sheep on Drugs where up(least I think it was Sheep on Drugs, night got a bit hazy) . SOD came out it wrapped in white bed sheets sing "Hello we're Inkubus Sukkubus! We're wiccans, hello trees, hello clouds, hello fairies! We're Wiccan's, we're Wiccan's! Did we mention we're Wiccan's?" And the real Ink Sukk just standing off stage looking like they had all bitten into a lemon.
I heard this song 10 years ago in an internet radio, the lyrics was written well and the song I like it a lot. And after 10 years I just happen to remember this song.
My heart aches for the Chalice of Tears.
Bring me yours such that my dying heart has a sea to call its own, an ocean to sustain it and to be loved over and over again.
We will drink to your charitable soul, your sacrifice so beautiful it brings tears to our eyes... and the tears, they burn like fire, passion for the exchange of fluids hot enough to be set ablaze.
I will love you even if I have to drink every last drop of it from your veins, even as my hot tears scar my face for many a lifetime.
Offer yourself to the Chalice of Tears; my heart demands your essence within my own.