Do the reflection of the stars

shine so bright in your eyes?

Mine got none, but the cloudy dark sky

Heart cold but mind sharp to get sly

Get you in my bed, tonight’s goal

Tonight’s menu is a heart that someone else stole.

Demand of friendship I will not bow

But my companionship for the night I bestow

On the dark wood, round table

Anywhere with you, even the stable

Ride the midnight

I am to be your commander in our slavery of the body

I’m sure if I were to search deep and tend the profound

I might even find some feelings for you.