When love’s betrayed and doom hangs overhead,

When  blood drains from my veins into the sea.

Then shall I take new lovers to my bed;

And with their carnal touch consoled be?

When lovers  lie and  break my  tender heart.

When life seems grey and rocks bestrew my path.

Then, shall I my life of evil start;

And on the world shall I bestow my wrath?

When  lovers lie and wreck all loyalty.

When puzzlement makes all my world seem mad.

Then I shall upend causality

And choose good deeds  despite the tempting bad.

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For spreading evil is  a  bitter choice.

Though deep in woe, I still  own my own  voice.