I feel her sweet scent
When she crosses the altar
The star in her eyes
Defies the one I’ve tried to hide
Touch me, oh sacred Goddess
And start thy infamous saga
Where you reign
In a pleasant appearance of death

In beauty you were forged
Sensual and pure seraph
Make me thy servant
She walks in beauty

Oh beautiful diva
May I ever savour
Your divine and faultless shapes
Beautous and primula lady
Let me unveil your sphinx
Once feared as sombre
Now admired in voluptuosity
I feel her sweet scent
As a divine pentagram

She walks in beauty