Icy wind is blowing between my lipsWine went sour, froze in my mouthTogether with water in the caves of eternity…. Thousands of transparent stalactites …I can’t see why they resound with love songsFull of perversityAnd I don’t know why under their glanceI always find so much despair.I must enter the womb deeperBefore its heart is frozen.I must find the elemental furnace,To sacrifice to its limpid fireAnd to go up in flames.I must feel the forceAs once in a premonition of bloodshed,Otherwise we will burn out like sparksShot into the depths of night.