As I avidly walk into the dark,
The dark of your eyes.
Bare astounding glory,
Draped with naked pride.
The inferno lights my way,
Through where the evil stones lay,
Drained in blood, the blood of sinners,
Bemoaning, “Those eyes, oh, those two eyes”
Tell me, do these vows go in vain?
The loud cries of Medusa’s snakes,
Fills the frightened air.
The creatures swarming on Devil’s neck ask,
“How much human hast thee left?”
Oh, this thirst that quenches itself.
