From childhood's hour
I have not been
As others saw
I could not awaken
From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still
Then, in my childhood
In the dawn of a most stormy life
Was drawn
Of a demon
The demon [2x]
In its autumn tint of gold
From the sun that 'round me rolled
From the thunder, and the storm
When the rest of heaven was blue
And the cloud that took the form of a demon
The demon
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still
The demon