oh, [bad word] storm
 [bad word] sailor, [bad word] land
 they take what they'd sooner sell
 to some foreign land
 from my highest tower
 i see just how he stands and sways
 whispered to my lie
 there is a happy land
 for the weary maid
 oh, splendid lady
 steals time with your heels
 i watched your eyes fill with delights
 as your hounds take the wild fox down
 you're wicked, ugly
 wines placed at your side
 the black thorns might be smarter
 but then they might be free
 light darkness once more
 light my sailor's home again
 with a vaguely [bad word] kind
 as light bleeds from the sky
 i watch our heart die
 cold moonbeams lived my time
 pass, [bad word] loves, by once more
 and it will be splendid..