Here stands the canvas beauty at her door   Calling beneath the blockade floor   See him turn bedeviled and blacked   For the canvas beauty had locked him back      Away from the King of hearts so pure   In with temptations alluring pour   Away from her his compass mass   The everglade the bonny lass      The actress love that he mistook   A siren for his aging look   The actress love that he mistook   A siren love for his aging look      Here stands Dorian at her need      In Hedonisms shaft like look   He wears the ID, the painter mistook   And with her flame he'll burn its flesh   Burn the freeze transcend the mesh      Riders wings, you give me back   The siren for his aging look   The actress love that he mistook   The siren love for his aging look      Here stands Dorian at her need