Holy Moses

In a cold morning in the north of the world
Where the fields are black and dead
There's a storm of ice falling down from the stars
They're squeezing my brain 'til my thoughts are vanished
The queen of Siam won't die
With wings of iron – and eyes of fire
In infernal light – she gets higher and higher
The black gates of hell – in unsupport size
I'm weeping some tears – (they) creep out of my eyes
At the end of the world on a distant island
A lady in night – a gypsy in darkness
Gorgonic eyes will change my mind
Strange woman charms stone into blood
The queen of Siam won't die