That the present could crown us a Prince and a Princess,
breeding Adams and Eves in decadent gardens,
while the whole world collapses beneath us!

Our lovings have white-washed the dark into recess
though the slaves to the flesh deserve limitless pardon!
That the present could crown us a Prince and a Princess!

What to do when it's you who's in charge of this mess?
To assemble assassins, to take Kingly guard on,
while the whole world collapses beneath us?

Posterior shadows persistently press us
'til our spire-high quarters lie lowly, long gone!
That the present could crown us a Prince and a Princess!

To love you or leave you: what is true, what is best?
How easy an obstacle, your golden sarong,
while the whole world collapses beneath us!

But naked -- with nothing -- only then can we rest,
star children once fell but ascendent from wrong.
That the present could crown us a Prince and a Princess,
while the whole world collapses beneath us!

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