I yearn never to do wrong
But am always dancing to the devil's gong...

Let me tell u abt amaiden so fair
Who lived in my dreams there...

I do not wish to taint thy festive mood with such...
Because for thy solemn vow i have swore to wage...

By my side a smile he forged
And when am gone he puked and disgorged...

Am adrifted in the land of dreams
With flowing fountain and streams...

With a veil i concealed my tears
Mourning for my maiden dear...