I See You're Having Fun With the Dust of the Days

I See You Play With Toys, Toys With Hidden Swords

I Dislike to See You Feeding Unnatural Affections

Leaving no Counter Poison to the Hate You Spread

And Now

I Saw Two Sets of Jaws Fly Into Your Heart

Claims For Heroes and Ghosts Clamering For Reply

There Is a Sort of Delight When You Masquerade to the Ball

Right Before the Loom Strikes I See You Fall

And Now

On the Day We Arise and Come to Extremes

You'll Be Surprised to Know Who's the Enemy