The shadows surround me in the night The visions haunt in the night An emblazoned silhouette emerged The Queen of Beauty I beheld She gave me birth to the mayfly of love And it descended upon me Mountain of emotion Summit of Seraph Descending, falling as the nestling bird Hands of desolation grasped my soul And my inner tranquillity suddenly perished Into the opaque thou shall obediently follow me And nourish my desires to thrive Thou shall submit to the yoke And woebegone thou dust moulder away... Embraced by crushing hope Erased by the ice of dismiss Trapped under ice froze my hope The healing sun appeared and the mayfly flew away By nightfall invited I was My arousal was caused By the crack of dawn dismissed I was My armageddon was caused
mayfly, thou, caused, obediently, nestling