Your soul is black Your blood is cold Your skin is rough Your soul is black Your blood is cold Your skin is rough You have a heart of gold Your face so dark With clammy hair Upon your flesh Wet creatures everywhere Gives me a shiver
Wild river You stole my eyes Never gave them back You tried to kiss me And sent a shiver Round my neck Wild river Wet golden shrine You sold my mind and Tried to kill me Sent a shiver down my spine