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