Time for sleep, time for prayers
Time for dusk, dust in eyes
Grinning jaws, grit in teeth
All things pass, death and deeds

Break the black ice

In this earth, in this town
In this land, in this hour
In this time, for this age
In this flesh, in this joining

Break the black ice

In this spasm, in this jerk
In this cry, a little death
For this boy, little screams
A little blood, a tattooed rune

Break the black ice

In this curse, in this kiss (Not mine not yours, not mine not yours)
In this curse (Not mine not yours)