They say your ailing doves get caught

They say her peace will make you weak

They now obtain your words by fraud

And modulate them as they speak

Beyond her walls I shatter mine

Towards her charming lies I crawl

Her heart got sore as she found mine

Into her liquid arms I fall

Her noiseless treads delight my ears

I bury dreams along her shore

In radiant black her gliding tears

Under her surface so much more

Beyond her walls I shatter mine

Towards her charming lies I crawl

Her heart got sore as she found mine

Into her liquid arms I fall

Beyond her walls I shatter mine

Towards her charming lies I crawl

Her heart got sore as she found mine

Into her liquid arms I fall