Her love did think himself so sly
He spent her up, then passed her by
She trusted none, and all denied...
In broken sorrow did she cry
The dreamer, with the pale blue eyes
While walking, 'neath the star-lit sky

So lost was she while time pass'd on-
Ne'er hinting at the coming dawn,
That while she dreamt of moving on
A drop of her fair blood was drawn
Thus, Hell's favored demon-spawn
Captured her, in guileful con

The dark-eyed demons snarled and leapt
As they quarreled o'er her soul, she wept
And cursed the chains around her neck
While in the darkness near her crept
One, in whose eyes her heart was kept...
Oh, how her mind stray'd while she slept.