Sybil Vane lyrics

Sybil: Hello darling,my Prince Charming Whatch my role tonight Mother,Mother,I'm so happy He is a gentleman Dorian: Hello Sibyl,my well of passion My three weeks sixteen caprice Why should I not love her? So shy and so gentle Sibyl: You have freed my soul from prison Growing sick of shadows Why my sunbeam is being darkned Don't go away from me Dorian: You were sacred but killed my love Whithout your art, what are you now? I am filled with awe What is done is done Acon upon acon of torture