Oh heart, my heart, what did you see?
I was a bone girdle on the Devil’s tree.
Oh lover, my lover, what are you now?
I hath become Death, to reap and sow.
Oh seed, what fire now grows in my loin?
Tis the flame of desire, from Hell purloined.
Oh Earth, oh beasts, from me why you run?
You have become human, unfortunate one.
Oh husband, my light, what do you see?
You are but the Reaper, come to claim me.