Why is this delight 
Excused as nothing? 
Is this the vigor 
A vast decay? 
This ugly state 
I shall not answer 
This nausea 
I delve to slain 

This only takes one moment 
Could you explain your meaning 

This majesty is no longer 
A replica with no taste 
May i admire 
Your tinted cheek 
This lobby of worth 
I urge to keep