O, temptress thief,
With your fragile hands upon me.
I let you take me like a tide,
Takes a body out to sea.
I waited three long years,
Like the wife of a sailor waits ashore.
Unyielding like a moth aflame,
Like a child that shrieks for more.
And now I reel back from Limbo;
And now I leave the bay.
It took me three long years to finally find,
That I simply ran you away.