The plague is running red now
My heart is pit-pattering something fierce
The storm is raging harder
my lonely ship could sink
I feel I have been defeated, rather than what actually transgressed
There are so many things I could have said, but would you understand
Dont throw those feelings around, with words Ive always dreaded

My Apollo, My Muse, come to do
as all gods do
Punish the tempted, who stay strong for nay, is said to soothe
What ever happened to Job, for staying steadfast to higher standards

And then his lips placed judgment, into my enlightened ear
Ive always had a likeness for you, you said without batting an eye
yet we have other people we are promised too,
you still increase with pride
Ive always despised this confidence you have, with destroying others lives
So many women have fallen,
and so many have been tossed aside

Oh foul morality, I do, I hold so true
The warmth of your skin against mine, could tame even the coldest shrew

Yet there I am in silence, turned away from your sight
Of the man Ive idolized for centuries, wearing nothing but his smile