Swimming the grass with tall and elegant strokes
Through blossoming seas, then i pulled you under
Hounds of the glades sound resonating bells
To follow to the caves where something is hiding

Cupping your hands in full, the gearing blades are dull
And sting when they are cold, but you'll never fix it
I couldn't help that i was watching with a thrill
Oh the loveliness i feel when i see you drowning

How were you choked against the tree?
How was the last suffering scream?
Please leave me still i'm loosing sleep
You're right at the bedpost floating to me