The Scarlet Garden

I know no shame
 The empire of my desire
 Gathers you into my fire
 I'll hope you fall, hope you call
 My filthy name, it makes you crawl
 On your knees, with all your pleas
 Lay down there, look up at me
 Look at me
 Are you alive my dear, and breathing?
 Are you diseased my dear, and bleeding?
 I'll lift you high my dear
 I'll have you dreaming
 'Tis time to say farewell, to your pleading
 Poor devil as thou art
 A ruin at my feet
 Go drop your little life
 And welcome up my sleep
 So briefly at my side
 So simple in defeat
 No more lies utter from you
 From mine eyes I must take you
 No longer wise, nothing is new
 Tears for my trembling faith
 You shall not die unsung
 Goodbye my dear, you wicked thing
 I have no tears, beautiful thing
 No silver pail to catch them in
 So ends this tale you did not win