I drag, cold, next the sea

Your smile after sex

just reflects

gentle after storm

your lips are pretty warm

lying naked

with a silver veil

just been faded

like the end of a tale

a story about a secret queen

she's puritan but also obscene

and I am just a piece of ice

what did you expect to see behind my eyes?

I’m lost in winter

from ice to cinder, I’m coming to you

I drag, cold next the sea

I see you lying on the sand

I see you dying in my hands

and you are fading in fantasy

while I drag, cold, next the sea