What're you looking to in that dark alley
Full of indifferent alcoves lined up behind hoardings
Wrapped up top to bottom in longstanding folly
With importunities tagged in hundred flings
Flesh is but the voracious pirate.
Will me discover pleasures with smells in holy
Before the eternal clock turns dead
O life i was never so speechless as to accept defeat
Please help sense the tricks of flesh beyond midnight
So i can rise rise forever above morbid midnight sighs and
Drink full-of-life dews from on my longing lips.