Oh I leave to you
the rubbish of my love
oh my sunken love
I leave to you
the rubbish of my love
my nyktomorphic love
Today I bury my love alive
today I bury my love alive
I bury my love alive
under the rubble of my estate
I bury my love alive
under the rubble of my estate
And she gained on me
as I gave up
in the distance
out of sight
down a valley
where mist was hanging
in a pink and a golden lightIn a pink and golden light
I bury my love alive
under the rubble of my estate
She said
«We could try getting lonely
on an altogether higher spiritual plane»
I said
«If it’s all the same to you
I can’t be bothered with that again»
Oh I leave to you
the rubbish of my love
oh my sunken love
Oh I leave to you
the rubbish of my love
my nyktomorphic love
Today I bury my love alive