There is no water on the ground anymore And we've just falling asleep There are no tears in your eyes anymore Thus our hands are filled by dirty dreams When the night light cut the sky Watered breath of mouth Then the body's shaken n cramp Meeting it's portrait in emptiness An ecstatic expression on her face Is it demonstration of death? (Or orgasm maybe?) Beneath the feet nailed on the wood You woman, you lie down And like a snake You twist down on the ground While he's so dirty So dirty So dirty Maybe it's able to say these words Read them - words by sin disfigured That the man is dying In the painful and ignominious wreck Is it the devil on the wood? Who made my heart burning? Who hid my mind in the rainbow? Who made my hands poisoned?