You tell me my good friend
Are these not curious days
Thou shalt worship who
Not god
There is no god
The devil is with you give him his due
So shalt thou show me the devil on earth?
O’ speak
But not for god’s sake
Sing no praise for he is not

The man hath no credibility
Not with thou
For he offended and took my angel

Nerine

In sadness I despise I disbelieve
The thief of life
O’er all my teaching the assination of my mind
By Catholics

And now I triumph on my own
Without thee