Calm, calm, poor beauty
Ignorant of your last play
Innocently lie in the cage!
Cry, cry, the deep slavery
Hasten to be vanished
Every new taste!
No more man desires the tainted pies!
Remember, you have just forsaken for good?!
Laugh ye… the whipping silence
Creeps, slaps, scratches the face
Shout you, the temptress
The rape of the dark
Smashing on your enchanting eyes
Oh, the most violent you craved
Squeezes, goads your gasping soul
But a glowing skewer!
The burnished lava, licking out
And the spirit of death
Flying in the sky.