Lyrics:

Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright
in The Forests Of The Night,
what Immortal Hand Or Eye
could Frame Thy Fearful Symmetry

in What Distant Deeps Or Skies
burnt The Fire Of Thine Eyes
on What Wings Dare He Aspire
what The Hand Dare Sieze The Fire

and What Shoulder, And What Art,
could Twist The Sinews Of Thy Heart
and When Thy Heart Began To Beat,
what Dread Hand And What Dread Feet

what The Hammer What The Chain
in What Furnace Was Thy Brain
what The Anvil What Dread Grasp
dare Its Deadly Terrors Clasp

when The Stars Threw Down Their Spears
and Water'd Heaven With Their Tears,
did He Smile His Work To See
did He Who Made The Lamb Make Thee

tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright
in The Forests Of The Night,
what Immortal Hand Or Eye
dare Frame Thy Fearful Symmetry