Dressed up in smoke,
And yellow,
Wolfskin

You spin and spin

The skeleton girl with,
Eyes like the dream,
I woke up in

Old tales and ?,

She held a red apple,
Up,
To my lips

Ghost of brother at my head

Her taste,
Like blood,
On my fingertips

Ghost of brother at my head

Are you near me?
The spirit the,
Bones that shelter me

We spin and spin

She opened her legs,
To show me,
Show me mercy

Ghost of brother at my head

She held a red apple,
Up,
To my lips

Ghost of brother at my head

Her taste,
Like blood,
On my fingertips

Ghost of brother at my head