Fresh from zones of moisture   And afterwards the meat   With spangles on my long-tailed suits   And songs to haunt the one that's saved      Just call me Desdinova   I'm sure to be the lucky one   When destiny assigns wisdom   Known to me, the starry wisdom      I am the one you warned me of   I am the one who'd never, never lie      The writing in the notebook   Notation from the stars   Songs by Desdinova   And frost warnings from the women's farm      Whose agents could not ever see   His hilly eyes and too green rings   Obscured sight and fancy dreams   Holy mass, those 13 fancy dreams      I am the one you warned me of   I am the one who'd never, never lie      Eyes like bottles and hands in my hair   Bottles of blackness, the blacker the spare   I'll sit myself behind that clock   And play tunes on its belfry      Five fingers have I   To play them like ten   Ten fingers have I   To play them again      In decimal chains whose mimic cry   Whose notes will never, never fly   Until they quit those timely tunes   And entered that system from outside      I am the one you warned me of   I am the one who'd never, never lie   I am the one you warned me of   I am the one who'd never, never, never lie      I am