I lie in turmoil as the beast
Drops on my head, all hope deceased
He knows the fears on which to feast

Eye to eye, I yet alone
With regent of infernal throne
With stare that sets my heart to stone

How did my hope sink so low, deep?
That it was gouged from my breast, he keep
On laughing as I tremble, weep

God be gone, my peace is dead
For beast descend upon my head
To fill me with immortal dread