It wrapped a tender fleshless beat
And set dead wings aloft—
Temptation in a message sweet
Is glass strung set to drop.

It trembled lush within a cave
And begged no thought of cost—
Transgression seeking willing slave
Is glass strung set to drop.

It smoldered in the sighing night
And bred a sensual soft—
Infatuation wound too tight
Is glass strung set to drop

It wandered fierce a fatal path
And forged an empty frost—
Misfortune mating misplaced wrath
Is glass strung set to drop.