We’ll have a shower in the ice,
You’ll have a quiver in the eyes,
Well never think that I’m mistaken,
Realize that you are forsaken;
Well in the shadows of Molly,
I would remind you,
Well don’t stand under them skies,
For they will shower you with time;
We’ll be the shine of tomorrow,
But will you stay with me today?
Do you feel the same in my arms now?
It’s filthy and I’m blood-stained;
Let’s have a shower in the ice,
Forget her lonely demise,
I would regret her being nice,
Well, maybe she’s paid the price…