You almost had me there
It was the batting lashes that gave you away
You're bold beyond repair
And there's and absence today,
Of defiance, our most awaken inclination
And your elegant aberration...
Something's happening!
When all the rebels and devils have come to naught
To hear your sirening
And who would unring, oh, your bell?
Defiance, our most awaken inclination
Defiance, your elegant aberration...