Spiral chains in neon lightnCrawling trains of fragile tribenCry in me ironic foolnDie in me for all the suns you have insidennTidal hate to childish lovenSwallow the serpent on your tonguenSpit me out, a fish, a rapenAnd love to drown in fading oils of drying lakesnnSpit me out my name, drown it all in tidal ragenPaint it all the same, colours meld to indifferent greynWash my tears away, the serpent's abyss longs for menDrown my words in yours and wish I'd never been