And my limbs are made of fire And though all heaven is revealed I cannot hold my thoughts There is poison in my head And all at once the world is dead
Oh lover still your tongue You're the king of all you see The unmade bed you lie upon This strange likeness of me
And I chart the southern lands I calm the ocean with my song And I rouse her with my hands I'll build for you a craft We'll raise the sail and let it coast
Come and rest between my thighs The hungry dogs of reason They have filled you full of lies And my city and my throne I'll give the flower of my love