You can see through those eyes, A beast to be unleashed. That melts my will and drives me to him into a place, where the pulpits of sheets and my aching skin merge In clamour of despair Incessant his name
He gives such a pleasure, a fiercely collision without even trying down to extenuation where his godly solace raptures me without omission to a sacred harbour that nor heaven,nor hell Have comparisson.