Alienate Beloved

There is a silence in the world

Since we didn't said farewell;
And your beauty with an alien speech
An alien tale would tell.

There is silence in the world,

Which is not peace nor quiet:
Nyarlathotep; a golden heart
Ever I seek to flee therefrom,
While I belong with Thee,
And walk the ways of the riot.

But when I hear the music moan

In rooms of thronging laughter,
A serpent-tongued Demon drives me forth,
And silence follows after.