Passionate Grave Thought, Belief Enhanced, Ritual Returned

We Are These People, Wistful, Ironical, Wilful, Who Have No Part In New-world Reconstruction, In The Confederacy Of Labour.

I Will Be Free, No Lover's Kiss To Bind Me To Earth, No Bliss Of Love To Counteract Actual Bliss.

Luminous, Unfearful; High-priestesses, Our Fervour Shall Banish All Evil.

Fall The Deep Curtains, Delicate The Weave, Fair The Thread.

War Is A Fevered God Who Takes Alike Maiden And King And Clod.