You shall never feel love
Said the God above
It is the feeling of purity
Felt throughout all humanity
The God restricted his emotions
Replaced with crude devotions
For while he can reach heights
The Black Fog, it always bites
For while the Angel sings
His notes pierce and sting
He takes what you hold dear
Towards him, all feel fear
This Angel is to be feared
All horses reared
For he is Death incarnate
Do not fall for love, it is his bait
So many a sailor have fallen in
Into the giant pit, the gaping pit of sin