I will never ever live again
Burn, shall I not you instead
I'd rather perish than hold you dead
Rather shall I pent away
Till the worthless air shoves its way
Out my window, out my mouth
Leaves me in a spread of skin and bones
Never shall I see you dead
So steal my breath, take me instead
She lives so fresh, in a filthy bed
Pixey dust glittering her head
My fault, Sir King of Doom
So condemn me a heavy ball and chain
For burn shall I, than find you dead