White lava covered mountain top.
Creeping slowly through the atmosphere Curling in and out from there to here Dancing with no intention of slumber Dreaming of fate to rest, I wonder A slide through space to meet my hand Hand to lips, to mouth, to land A rush of blood to the head Should be counting sheep in my bed White lava covered mountain top The confusion ticking like a clock A black night flight against the ice Fire so hot, with the strongest bite Inhale your fear with a dose of poison A kill so slow triples by the dozen Temptation whispered with a smile I'm gone for now, I'll be back in a while