Your body possess eyes of great beauty
Grasping the earth for endless life
Beautiful eyes moist with glistening tears
I'll be under the silent, cold rain

Only once can I stand before I walk away
I hold the winter before you
Because I would break if I was without you
I hold it until death wraps itself around me

Drain deeper from my wounds
Bruising me with their depth
I am left to yearn the passion I used to possess
Yet it evades me like a remedy for poison

Fire within me descends
Strings still attached
Oh, sweet death, perforates my soul
Before I feel her
As salt for my wounds