A cool liquid pa**es my lips I found the fountain by the drips I chased the water expected clear What I found filled me with fear Red And the maze upon my fingertips left marks upon the stone behind her head A stained blade rests against the ground Her still warm fingers twisted 'round Red feathers fan downstream Through the water from her veins Blue The color of her lips increased the age upon my face a fold of two They said they'd better let her find a better way They came to get her had to drag her from the waterway A pristine fountain once flowed for life Worships her body like a shrine Cool liquid fingers caress her spine And take away what once was mine