severity

Эраст Лорис-Меликов
I'm well aware - I make you sick
Which makes me laugh, and makes me tremble.
Such a depraved and reckless trick
I tried to play. To hide, to gamble.

Forget me not, this savage force
Will do again its proper mission
These golden eyes, these eyes of yours
I'd like to call "Eyes of patrician".

How come I come to stay in here?
When there's no "here", when there're no sences,
How dare they say I have no fear?
From fear I've built my iron fences.

So don't be shy, my queen of dust
And take away my stolen riches,
And dirty flowers of my lust,
Of liberty that stuns and pitches.

Recall me not, and spare me not,
Don't ever say I wasn't loyal.
I like severity a lot - 
Severity is truely royal.