How did he come here ?
Who gave him the key ?
It slipped into his hands
so secretly
And who put the colour
like lines on his face 
and brought him here
to a pagan place ?

Who shot his arrow ?
How high did it fly ?
When he tipped it with poison
did he even know why ?
What unseen hand
brought him face to face to face to face
with all this and more
in a pagan place ?

Come into my parlour 
Sail in at my shore
Drink my soul dry
there is always more
Fly on my carpet
Look into my face
and see the heart of man
In a Pagan