§3 Testo

All was still
When I broke the seal
In dwindling winter morning shades
I knew a ransom must be paid out

Apostasy, a curse on me?
The weaker vessel secure under grace of God
Matrimonial locks, skeleton key

She, pursue my gaze on her A dance within a masquerade
The servant's ransom culled and laid out

(Hereditary cornucopia)
(Hereditary cornucopia)

This dire desire for wealth
Lure of a prosperous wеll

"Disfigured child won't die young
The hеarts of us all she has won
(But you must leave here")

Silent curtsy, tearful bliss
("God bless you")

"Carnal shame, a secret treaty
The lovers bond"