Kiss my trembling fingers

Covered with your blood.

Sister, please forgive me,

And the sun is shining bright.

Sweetish stones burn on hot floe

To evitate in vapour state.

Pink noises maim my talking ears

As your eyeballs fill my guts.

Evaporation is changing my aggregate state,

And gaseous I travel with the wind.

I'm filtering the light and many Fraunhofer-lines

Enrich the colour spectrum, dispersed by a prism.

(Lyrics written in October 1992

Music composed in September 1993)