The vision pours of purple and red And there she lay, bleeding in her bed No regrets or prayers in her head But she wonders what she now has fed Godfearing she loved her cross A soul enwrapped with light But flesh can be a demanding spirit Bringing her down on all four In this holy trinity Is she damned or is she free In this holy trinity Is she damned or free And God he roars "Oh, you misled" As she forgot all oaths unto him said Through the flesh the Devil she wed In now her soul refused and dead She ravishes herself, and forgets all about Heaven She moans with God above, and Satan below