As I walk the plank, I lose heat, my eyes do fade
My feet, they freeze, the sun turns blue, then you appear
I say, I love you, I hurt, and that I’ll miss you
Will I live in your mind, will you let me stay there?
Will you allow my air to flare, in your quiet care?
As I drop to the wave, I hear a final groan
I ruled the weak like a king, and I made them fat
But the queen chose to live far, why I will never know
