Bring me your sacrifices, your wives, your beloved daughters,
Your warrior sons.

Give up your trade, worked at this many years,
The pride, the loyalty, the calluses on your hands.

Don't count on a dowry, don't expect a will;
Toast me with cold water, I'll swallow that.

Make that leap and I'll catch you--
I'll Super-Bat-Spiderman you for sure.

Love me and I'll love you.
There's nothing else to say.