Faith and the Muse Follow

OpheliaCordeliaDesdemonaAnd KateMy sweetness and BeatriceSo precious your painI sing for your loversYour heavenly fathers to beYour possible futuresYour obvious endings defeat meAlmaBadouraDorotheaAnd JadeBelphoebe is just like meSuch perfect disdainI sing for the daughtersThe heavenly mothers to beInsanity's wanderingsRitual fatherings greet meSo carry me (there's no one to)Comfort me (there's no one to)Care for me (there's no one to)Capture meOphelia (I dream of the daughters to be)Cordelia (the ritual fatherings)Desdemona (the heavenly mothers to be)And Kate (insanity's wanderings)Alma (the sons and the lovers to be)Badoura (the infidel creatures like me)Dorothea (the virginal martyrs to be)And Jade (the doting fathers)I sing for the passiveThe heavenly loyals to beThe unrewarded lovesObvious endings defeat meWhile I'm asleep I can open my eyesWhat my lucid heart speaksConscious caution deniesHere betwixt and betweenLies Iago's demiseAs I sing for my creaturesTheir infidel featuresOphelia (I dream of the fathers to be)Cordelia (the heavenly loyals like me)Desdemona (insanity's wanderings)And Kate (suicide's followers)My sweetness (the virginal martyrs to be)And beatrice (the doting lovers for she)So precious (the unrewarded like me)Your pain (the infidel creatures)Alma (the worshipful followers)Badoura (the doting mothers to be)Dorothea (the constant martyrs)And Jade (the unaging fathers)Belphoebe (the unloving characters)Is just like me (insanity's wanderings)Such perfect (the heavenly daughters to be)Disdain (the obvious endings)