I shall lay me down tonight,
.........Within these walls, without this hell,
The moon shall cast no silvered light
.........And there shall be no golden knell.

My hands shall knit across my breast
.........Protecting with the tightest weave,
Whilst I succumb to night's caress,
.........My heart from those who seek to thieve.

My fingers shall be tightly clasped -
.........As honeysuckle grows with bind,
Each wrapped within the other's grasp -
.........Eternally in pain entwined.