Like light and night in the unity of illumination.

Not from the shadow, but from the hand.

From the clouds of Eden, the soul.

So great, so miserable.

Captivated by a godlike beauty.

By the power of a maiden sovereign.

By the power of a maiden sovereign.

In the flesh of a beautiful doe,

My creations to dust,

She bent genius with angelic love.

Angelic, angelic love.

She humbled with cold and burned with heat.

The youthful mind, the good deeds.

The hope of happiness was fading.

So great, so miserable.

Captivated by a godlike beauty.

By the power of a maiden sovereign.

In the flesh of a beautiful doe,

My creations to dust,

She bent genius with angelic love.

Angelic, angelic love.

In the flesh of a beautiful doe,

My creations to dust,

She bent genius with angelic love.

Angelic love.