Devil dives, dark cellar nights
Images of d**h, visions of light
Heavenly Tantrum in her hot tempered time
Burning for something so undefined
Things that confirm or contradict every word
Like I said she's no kindhearted bird
Fanciful in such sweet heated flesh
We touch, we taste, until nothing's left
Except lost time, illusion's cold self
The fight to bring back the pleasures of hell
Sick sordid feelings that cannot be cured
Like I said she's no kindhearted bird
One last flourish, her hand on my mouth
My hand on her s**, perfume flowing out
Danger dance, the tuck and extend
The rocking disease, joys never mend
Until we grasp what dread ecstasy heard
Fly away
Into the gray
Into the black
Into the fray
Fly away you cruel, o so beautiful bird