Colder

By Miime

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And she waves me "Goody Bye"

Where the marshmallows fly

Deeper and deeper, the lilies still weep

Below the vast oceans, my secrets to keep

She drowns in the waters of my wishing-well

With fading eyes she whispered gently:

"I'll see you in hell."

And the mermaid still cries

As the whales in the skies

Spread their wings neither

For venus nor mars

The moon, hush, hush, silently

Covers her scars

With milky-white liquid

The fairies are gone

To guide her tiptoed through the abyss:

"What have I done?"

Once, now and then

At least for a little while

I'll taste the absinth from her oval lips

Not knowing I killed her again

Once, now and then

At least for a thousand cuts

I'll drink the saltwater from her shiny breasts

Denying I killed her again

And the princess will die

With a weakening sigh

She lies embedded on crystals and sand

She holds my heart tightly in her tiny hand

The wind's blowing strong

But our patience grew older

Peacefully smiling she cried:

"We have grown colder."