Where were you my pale prince
When my heart was suffering for you?
Were you standing at the gates
The waters black [bad word] ever deep?
 [bad word] On my knees
Petals fall
Do you bleed

Did I feel you reach for me
Your fingers frozen to the very bone?
Searching for some empathy
I feel the passion spilling from your veins.

(Can you feel me reaching for you now, Pythia?
Can you feel me?)

Distant sands
Bloom to seed
Snow on snow
Do you bleed?

After all these naked yearnings
Can you feel me suffering for you?

(Can you feel me reaching for you now, Pythia?
Can you feel me?)
 [bad word] On my knees
Petals fall
Do you bleed?
Distant sands
Bloom to seed
Snow on snow
Do you bleed?

Where were you my pale prince?