Annah Rike
In the room, candles burn bright,
Life is love is life over again
Candles burn bright, he seeks her delight
Oh for the joy they did miss
Their spirits n'er to join--How can they deny such bliss?
To withhold their lips is to kill the fates
On this, their final bloody kiss.
Ever seeking her lover's hot delight
Never more time than this
to steal her lover's bloody kiss..
Love is life is love made in their bed
Never again to feel his lover's bloody kiss