Wing

Wing, Crystal Wing,
Where do you want to take me?
Into wild labyrinth palaces;
Into deathly volcanoes of lust.

Through many neon nights,
We have walked frosted fields;
Searched the seas for the golden fleece-
But our red haired goddess of love
Still lies in divine sadness,
Her hair as light as thunderclouds
That curl around the moon.

Wing, crystal wing
Let us drink tonight
The wine of murderous creation
Of birth and death
Of loving and forgetting

Tonight we shall
Touch and kiss
Caress and love
And fall asleep
Embracing her
Face between the breasts
Of the unknown.