"My or may we be this way forever?
Tell me lover what will become of the other?
A bed of lack of passion, A medieval consequence,
Then where were you with all the talk about your not their kind?

Now I am stealing her body and taking it home,
There is always one more fault,
Never trusted, you must trust me darling,
Subsequentially it seems you deserve more than me,
As now I am stealing her body and taking it home,

This is forever....."