Beware and be told!
That I may unfold
When thou least expect
my grandeur of old!
My prey is just that
which is not awake,
and even thine life,
I'd care not to take!
I hunt amongst thee,
lest thou forget,
thine is the skin
in which I am clad!
That I may unfold
When thou least expect
my grandeur of old!
My prey is just that
which is not awake,
and even thine life,
I'd care not to take!
I hunt amongst thee,
lest thou forget,
thine is the skin
in which I am clad!