Wounded by pleasure in flower of youth,
Measure for measure, tortue for truth.
Pa**ion is my highest good.
Flesh and blood am I, my lord.
Lost to plan now, lost to purpose,
Won for better or for worse,
Lady-in-waiting for you am I,
Watching moments of glory pa** us by.
Pa**ion is my highest good
Flesh and blood am I, my lord.