He set the blue flame on the line,
A cradle full of fire
Once upon a frozen time
Was his deep and dark desire.
He set it; slowly crawling up
The blue flame, blue enchanting
And pouring poison in the cup
He said: "This is for you, my darling..."
She never saw that it was black
Ilusions made it blue
The snake although, around her neck
was slowly getting through.
Her blood so blue, her eyes now dark
Black, empty, colourless
Her mind just walking in the park
Of sorrow, oh so endless.