Just me and insects now And the wind that shakes the building I feel like a [?] crack In a boiling pot of water Your blood is a million [?] Your heart, a thousand dollars Seven dwarves to starve the moon And everyone is a distant brother My lover, my eyes don't see Through an ends the [?] suffers [?] body, not at my feet Your blood is a million [?] Your heart, a thousand dollars Seven dwarves to starve the moon And everyone is a distant brother And everywhere I walk, the ground is a parging color I fall and crack my skull But I die pleased, and knowing Your blood was a million [?] Your heart, a thousand dollars