Prudwnce Kept Her Purity

Prudence kept the sun from shining bright
 Prudence kept the animal from revealing in the night
 Narcissistic raving, nihilistic craving
 And she became the torment of my heart
 Prudence was the context of distress and complaint
 Prudence kept her purity when that old moon waned
 Mischievously gleaming, derelict and dreaming
 Faithlessness is highly rated art...
 Green eyed, deified, envious jewels gleaming
 Drugfumes, childish tunes, Juliet was dreaming
 Sinful trifles, improving my discography
 Rejoicing with the deed that is making me celebrity
 Oh, well, obliged to hell, deviltry and sadness
 Waylaid by chaos, mirthfulness and madness
 Feeling, falling, taunting gods creation
 Oh, so lief yielding fluency to temptation
 Prudence was the context of distress and complaint
 Prudence kept her purity when that old moon waned
 Mischievously gleaming, derelict and dreaming
 Faithlessness is highly rated art...
 There were few lucid moments in the dead midsummer madness
 We withdrew from joy of the ultimate kind to sickening sour sadness
 We wasted our dark passion, we wasted our complexion
 Prudence kept our purity and my art is the grand reflection
 Green eyed, deified, envious jewels gleaming
 Drugfumes, childish tunes, Juliet was dreaming
 Sinful trifles, improving my discography
 Rejoicing with the deed that is making me celebrity
 Oh, well, obliged to hell, deviltry and sadness
 Waylaid by chaos, mirthfulness and madness
 Feeling, falling, taunting gods creation
 Oh, so lief yielding fluency to temptation
 But if I dream of moonshine, if I taste the (devils) vintage
 If I dream of wastelands, if I stroll through deserts
 If I behold autumn, if I reach to touch her cold face
 I realise our hours draws on apace...