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