“You’re the light of my world”nQuoth the moth to the flamenAs he flitted about his loven“God above”nQuoth the flame to the mothn“You’re everything I dream of”nnShe’s a femme fatale to die fornSo be still my beating heartnAnd arrest my doomed coursenFor collision with a heavenly visionnI’m colder than ever beforenn“You glow in me”nQuoth the moth to the flamenAs his wings were singed by the heatn“Time to eat”nQuoth the flame to the mothn“Darling you are so sweet”nnShe’s a femme fatale to die fornSo be still my beating heartnAnd arrest my doomed coursenFor collision with heaven’s perditionnI’m colder than ever beforenn“I burn for you”nQuoth the moth to the flamenAnd ignited in his flightn“That’s alright”nQuoth the flame to the mothn“You render my fire more bright”nnShe’s a femme fatale to die fornSo be still my beating heartnAnd arrest my doomed coursenFor immolation in hell’s catastrophenThe best love of all is agonynnJust like at Salem to burnnThey fall from disgraceful heightsnDismal stacks of moths blazed blacknLie in pyres of the nightnSo dazzled and so frazzlednSo dead to the world of lightnCharred coal is not reborn therefore nTheir souls shall be lifted nevermore