Diana-Comus

[00:04.24]Lust he follows virtue close [00:07.34]Through the steaming woodlands [00:12.09]His darkened blood through bulging veins [00:16.02]Through the steaming woodlands [00:34.05]Virtue knows he follows softly [00:37.01]Through the steaming woodlands [00:42.24]Travel light the deathly shudder [00:45.61]Down the leafy pathway [01:10.52]The dim light she comes peering [01:14.16]Through the forest pines [01:17.00]And she knows by the sound of baying [01:20.56]By the baying of the hounds [01:24.09]Diana Diana kick your feet up [01:27.25]Lust bares his teeth and whines [01:30.50]For he picked up the scent of virtue [01:34.08]And he knows the panic signs [02:11.04]Lust cries running with his eyes [02:14.53]The white-clad figure fleeting [02:18.07]Mud burns his eyes [02:21.44]But desire burns his mind [02:25.05]Fear in her eyes as the forest grins [02:27.00]Through the steaming woodland [02:28.58]Lust now his soul destroyed [02:30.33]With enmity disarmed [02:56.15]Diana Diana [03:10.03]The dim light she comes peering [03:14.00]Through the forest pines [03:17.09]And she knows by the sound of baying [03:20.34]By the baying of the hounds [03:24.06]Diana Diana kick your feet up [03:27.23]Lust bares his teeth and whines [03:31.00]For he picked up the scent of virtue [03:34.00]And he knows the panic signs [03:50.10]Diana Diana kick your feet up [03:53.28]Lust bares his teeth and whines [03:57.00]For he picked up the scent of virtue [04:00.13]And he knows the panic signs