With your open arms
you receive the moons
shower
fancying that you're part of
her
you cut her thunderbults
inside you.
For one mayor cause you
leave to carry you can't see
that yo're just a slave
more
I am the master of this
cosmos
I have your being,
I have your being's key.
I want to take your body
with all kind of cares
fill your soul with the most
purest feling
meld our body's just in one
Give to the nil our fruits
with your open arms you kill
my being.
Burying my body on a
feather bed
burning between fiery
flames
that our sun, that our sun
threw.
