Eleventh stage, play meister,

When you escalate? Not before your betters,

Not before it matters, to take the whole of it, to push its fullness into my mouth,

To ease it in, ease it out, nice and sweet, and carefree,

That lovely dove,

Oh, how I stained her, obtained her, alleviate her, burdens, coerce her,

Into doing the good work,

Of the hour's holy man,

The eleventh place old god?

No, too high!

27th place old god, elevated from treasure,

That's pretty high considering,

But is it worth risking?

For love?

Anything!