I am my only thief and jailor keep

Bedeviled and priest beseech

The pander come to me

But mad love is religion enough

For my heart

And to those I gave life

Confessions of a gift worth end

I am the spirit's grin kissed

With the taste of silent tears

And the glutton for emptiness

Can feast on my heart

Such is the reign of banishment

In my heart

And all lovers lost

Find them in the heart of darkness

In the minds where my dear alvina weeps

Once lifted their voice in praise

Argus-eyed my useful ghost

Did lose its mind

Still they curse my former name

But mad love is religion enough

For my heart