In my temple, stands a gentle
Man whose beaming silver rays
And the temple's, rudimental
All her beams of cartillage
In my gentle, man's not mental
Though he's wise, your twice his age
He sings simple, ornamental
In a deep and darker range
Oh so soft
So magenta
Candle burn, open cage
And aloft, firmamental
Rise a dove, in holy blaze
Oh so soft
So magenta
Candle burn, open cage
And aloft, firmamental
Rise a dove, in holy blaze
Oh be gentle, sentimental
Come and beam your silver rays
Though the temples, rudimental
Providence shall anoint thy frame
Oh so soft
So magenta
Candle burn, open cage
And aloft, firmamental
Rise a dove, in holy blaze