1. My Lord, one day he came whispering
Of a matter in which his demon spoke

2. To my own demon, between the bedsheets and my soul
His eyes perfected the magic's knowledge

3. And poured forth from passion, in a discourse
Unlike what the two angels comprehend

4. Then he pulled me close and drew me near
Not even Zannar's fires equal that embrace

5. We indulged in an embrace of oneness
Like a body inhabited by two spirits