I've got six things on my mind you're no longer one of them
Desire as a sylph figured creature who changes her mind?
I've got six things on my mind »
Desire As [2007 Remastered Version]
Steve McQueen [Bonus CD]
by Prefab Sprout
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On high!
Impassioned like svelte sylphes we fly.
Carried by perpetual circles of seasons.
Aside to wind and breath - the archetype symbols.
Now »
Scattered to the Four Winds
Skywards: A Sylphe's Ascension
by Fragments of Unbecoming
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I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream,
Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze,
I am beckoned by sylph »
Crystal Shards
Battle Magic
by Bal-Sagoth
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And the chumps wear the crown
The closer came out and with just 3 pitches
The big man put him down
He was the sylph of filth
Caliph of the cataract eye »
Fear Strikes Out
Thank You
by Royal Trux
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déchiré des Sylphes,
Voilà tout un bouquet de roses pour Thérèse.
Où donc est-il son fin petit nez qui renifle ?
Au paradis ? eh ! non, cendre au »
Germaine Tourangelle
Le Mécréant
by Georges Brassens
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I see the Sylphs in my stunned mind
The right-side triangle turns upside down.
A circle of stellar blue sterilizes my system,
As images have »
Triangular Tattvic Fire
Sphynx
by Melechesh
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and conquering darkness
Satan robed in ecumenical filth
Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of sylph
This wintry eve when the snow glistens deep »
Funeral in Carpathia
Dusk and Her Embrace
by Cradle of Filth
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forever enchanted by sylphs...
I have seen demons lick your ivory hands,
And watched you ride naked upon the backs of fire-dragons...
Your eyes sparkle »
Return to the Praesidium of Ys
Battle Magic
by Bal-Sagoth
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christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this sylph
None more cold in repose
Yet Her beauty spun webs
Round hearts a glance would betroth
She feared »
Thirteen Autumns and a Widow
Cruelty and the Beast
by Cradle of Filth
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decrees
In Europe's hair
Her spies were everywhere
A sylph amongst the filthy rich and debonair
Her greater plan
All chaos and the all of man
For »
The Spawn of Love and War
Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa [Deluxe Edition]
by Cradle of Filth
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Denizens of sylvan places
Hidden from the eyes of man,
Courtesans with sylph-like graces
Dancing to the pipes of Pan -
That echoed through »
How Have the Mighty Fallen?
Dreamweavers (Reflections of Our Yesterdays)
by Sabbat
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