O Ruthless, Perilous, Imperious Hate, You Can

No One Knows, The Heart Of A Child, How It Grows Until It Is Too Late.

Sing And Your Hell Is Heaven, Your Heaven Less Hell.

Not God With Wine, Nor Death, Nor Hate For A Cry, But God With A Song

Passionate Grave Thought, Belief Enhanced, Ritual Returned And Magic.

Maid Of The Luminous Grey-eyes, Mistress Of Honey And Marble Implacable White Thighs And Goddess, Chaste Daughter Of Zeus.