Desdemona

  
bespell  the woman dragon's bond  
when doth the moment snare  
an angel to his bedchamber  

the devil's eyes spark  
the room turn black  
his will be done  

she cry to the night  
be gone from mine side  
simmers the wrath  
while twilight's gloom bore the pain  

her sin shone...crimson white  
the woman beseech the heavens  
the angels all look away  

the bell toll on her grief  
night perpetual in nature  
unfold upon her maidenhood stolen  

midnight, conceal your child nevermore  
dearest Desdemona