SING ME ALL THE HYMNS
IN THE WORLD AND STILL SHALL
I COME UNDONE BEFORE YOU.
DOUSE THE STARS IN SINS OF
OUR PAST AND I WILL COUNT
THEM, WHISPERING CONFESSIONS,
BEGGING FOR MERCY FROM
EACH WRETCHED ONE:
DEAR GOD, FORGIVE US OUR
TRESPASSES, BUT DO LEAD US
INTO TEMPTATION. I AM TOO
FAR GONE TO RECOVER FROM
THIS SICKNESS NOW THAT I
HAVE SAVOURED THE AMBROSIA
OF YOUR TENDER SOUL.