I dream of serpents, of sea serpents
Of a certain sea, oh, of serpents I dream
Long, transparent, and in their bellies they carry
Whatever they can snatch away from love
I kill it and a bigger one appears
With much more hell in digestion
I don't fit in its mouth, it tries to swallow me
But it chokes on a clover from my temple
I give it a dove to chew
And I poison it with my goodness
I kill it and a bigger one appears
With much more hell in digestion
This one finally swallows me
And while through its esophagus I stroll
I'm thinking of what's to come
When I reach its stomach and I pose
I kill it and a bigger one appears
With much more hell in digestion
I kill it and a bigger one appears