Comus

You dangling swinging Hanging, spinning, aftermath Your soft white flesh turns past me slaked with blood Your evil eyes more damning than a demon's curse Your lovely body soon caked with mud As I carry you to your grave my arms your hearse You stand

Hold me naked, in the dancing fire light Close and sacred Warm against your skin, so white To keep from crying In the coldness of the night I keep on trying to surrender Hold me tight Soothe my sorrows Numb my aching head tonight The morning follows,

Cast your spell sweet music crack her virtuous shell Naked flesh flowing hair her terror screams they cut the air He starts to play he starts to play he starts to play Aah Chastity chaser virile for the virgin's virtue Excite her exciter you better g