You almost had me there!
It was the batting lashes that gave you away.
Your're bold beyond repair!
And there's and absense today, of defiance,
A most awakened inclination.
And your elegant abberation...
And all the rebels and devils have come to naught
To hear your sirening
And who would un ring, oh, your bell?
Defiance, a most awakened inclination
Defiance, your elegant abberation