blue as night, the ravenstag was flying as you plucked the hyde, the beast stood crying was it ever not enough to torment enough, cried out the blood in the veins of the ravenstag who told me your name i've started dreaming the most peculiar pictures the blacks and whites and colors are richer did you feel it kind enough, yes kind enough to plant the seed in my brain of the ravenstag whispering your name vulgar fruit, it gleams like vulgar diamonds a picture of my own designing wish they'd said, "beware the signs, the meats and wines of the velvet joy and the pain of the ravenstag when he calls your name" (bridge, bach aria medley) come into my parlor says the spider close my eyes, the space between heartbeats grows wider maybe i'm not brave enough or sane enough to steady the knife of the gaze of the ravenstag as it whispers my name morning's come and the ravenstag's behind me i'm a crimson stain and no wind can dry me is an enemy enough to keep the love of a monster that swallows and maims the same ravenstag who knows my name?