Undersea the polka dot dresses

One layer at a time

And again she strips ice lace

Folds of velvet tearing sheath

Nails gripping skin

As if to see a new skin appear

Holding the night flames

Melting under the moon's lightning

Catching the drums beat

The strange blue currents of night

The birth of new gems opens

Seems like forbidden cities fades

So small in fancy trays

The food is steaming with delights

Sadness drops like a chalice blade

Imposing freedom onto the slaves

For lamps light them up good

For wise waters rise

The singing skin knows

Anything you with love

Anything worth love

The city crumbles.