Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie!
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