Sweet Nicholas, Partaking of torture, Institution’s lead, gothic mansion cage, Moving between the walls, garish terror. Their suffering in your icy water,

No one believes a madman’s insane rage, Or that you inflicted ladies’ horror.

No one noticed that your age never changed, False patient, or doctor you reigned an age, Carefully encasing doors in mirror. Sensual women, mad, as you had arranged, Sane pain.