Begone!
I cast you out!

It should be the other
The evil one can eat cake

You! O, being of purity and joy!
You bring hell and it’s greatest torture!

Take your wings, your master's wishes
And let me sleep.

I rage against the light!
Scream at the sun!

Take your protection, your assigned life
And let me fade.

For if I die before I wake
I pray my heart, my mind to take.

If you do the lords work
Then take the thought and leave the rest

Now I in weeping
See my hell
Brought by visions
Of heaven I forsook.