It was an inner vision
I saw a row of vixens
I was missionless
Haunting mansion's corridors
For little reason
I saw them freezing
I saw them freezing
My women vision
They took up space
They looked as sculpted prisms
Was then i kissed them
I felt my heart was missing
Beatless, i climbed the stairs
I found a child there
She bathed my bleeding beating
My chest, a fountain streaming
I fought with perspiration
I felt the ground below me breaking
I fell some hundred feet the sculptures i saw fell with me
I then fell back to sleep
I then fell back to sleep
The ice it came to melting
The women buried me
'Neath the black dirt
Her hiked up skirt
My heart beat-beating 'neath the shirt
My heart beating to stay sane
Her skin it changed and it changed
Her skin it changed and it changed
Her skin it changed and changed