Uncharmable charmer of Bacchus and Mars,
in the sounding, rebounding abyss of the stars,
O virgin in armor,
thine arrows of sling,
in the brilliant resilience,
first rays of the spring,
by the force of the fashion,
of love when I broke,
through the shroud,
through the cloud,
through the storm, through the smoke,
through the mountain of passion,
volcanic that woke,
by the rage of the mage,
I invoke,
I invoke,
by the midnight of madness,
the low-lying sea,
the swoon of the moon, your swooning to me,
the sentinel sadness,
of click-clanging pine,
the night of delight,
you were mine,
you were mine,
you were mine,
O my saint,
my maid and my mate,
by the might of the rites,
of the night of our fates,
though I fall,
though I faint,
though I jar,
though I choke,
by the hour of our power,
I invoke,
I invoke,
by the mystical union,
of fairy and thorn, unspoken, unbroken,
the dust of the dawn, a secret communion,
unmeasured, unsung,
the listless resistless,
tumultuous tongue,
O virgin in armor,
thine arrows unsling,
in the brilliant resilience,
first rays of the spring,
no godhead could charm her, but manhood awoke,
O fiery Valkyrie,
I invoke,
I invoke.