When it stops raining the bats begin to sing
And I’ll be born again with crystals in my skin
Forever bound to die and fragment into stardust
The Earth exhales my body in a lifeless collapse
I won’t take my Love on a trip to the Moon
He’ll pick up the violets waiting for my return
I’ll leave him down there, summer garden at noon
With my sign on his chest, in the Chamber of Doom
He’ll grow the fruits du mal of our abandoned romance
With his arms full of glass, he will build up a fence
He will bury his bird heart in the dark and cold loam
Stardust Goddess won’t leave her baby alone