I See You're Having Fun With the Dust of the Days I See You Play With Toys, Toys With Hidden Swords I Dislike to See You Feeding Unnatural Affections Leaving no Counter Poison to the Hate You Spread And Now I Saw Two Sets of Jaws Fly Into Your Heart Claims For Heroes and Ghosts Clamering For Reply There Is a Sort of Delight When You Masquerade to the Ball Right Before the Loom Strikes I See You Fall And Now On the Day We Arise and Come to Extremes You'll Be Surprised to Know Who's the Enemy