With quill and silver knife She carved a poison pen Wrote to her lover's wife: "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh". As if a leper's face That tainted letter graced The wife with choke-stone throat Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes. Impaled on nails of ice And raked with emerald fire The wife with soul of snow With steady hands begins to write: "I'm still, I need no life To serve on boys and men What's mine was yours is dead I take my leave of mortal flesh"
[00:12.97]With quill and silver knife [00:21.11]She carved a poison pen [00:29.10]Wrote to her lover's wife: [00:36.59]"Your husband's seed has fed my flesh". [00:44.77]As if a leper's face [00:52.96]That tainted letter graced [01:00.52]The wife with choke-stone throat [01:08.45]Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes. [03:21.23]Impaled on nails of ice [03:29.01]And raked with emerald fire [03:37.16]The wife with soul of snow [03:44.56]With steady hands begins to write: [03:52.76]"I'm still, I need no life [04:00.85]To serve on boys and men [04:08.23]What's mine was yours is dead [04:16.25]I take my leave of mortal flesh"
