A mask betrays with phony facade:
As I swagger down life's promenade
In a delicate, dandy, dope disguise;
Trajectories of a life bequeath
Sea of vicissitudes beneath
Which sweet serenity, yet violence, lie

'My friend, you look well, I admire that face
So bravely smiling against fall from grace
When devil crept on you by stealth with blades
And that you are redeemed from hell
It's visions and fires that **** the soul
For you, one of the angel renegades.'

And so I nod and smile in coy consent
And sing not the true tale of my lament
About the time the beast be strong and fierce;
Has my perspective changed since then?
For sorrows still seep from my pen
My pain imperishable, an eternal year

I paint a smile and wear it like a crown
While underneath despair, horror is grown
Which contradicts the drastic dance
Of happiness I dare to feign
To quell the melancholy refrain
That sings of time of spells, a fugue, trance

Now, Love, you are my life, as it is now
Would have me in a recurring bow
Celebration for an enormous sun
Inside your great and golden chest
Hides the sunshine in your breast
Comet which blast and killed Lord Saturn's fun

So soar: in stratospheres and vast beyond
The sight of sparks as to heaven you abscond
I follow, traversing valleys, fathoming stars
The candles clap, angels herald you
As through an apocalypse you flew and flew
Gathering steam, as light touch wounds of wars

But for all the fury and the force of you
Your manifesto of love, superior virtue
My sky is toppled still
But as I on River Styx am sent
A little sully to my lament
To see comet strike Saturn, a dying thrill