I'm a bloom of foam from the ocean dreads,   I'm the face that you see through the clothes    Still hung up on the roofs when it’s night   And the breeze tolls its jar -   And I’m scared, I’m alone.   Then her girlish blue dirges   Collide with the spree of a rook    While the seaside starts changing my gears   So I write with a furious decision   My name on the sand.   All these letters, the gateways    And backyards and nests of our dreams:    I am sure they will end up a wreck With this song, on these waves,   ‘Cause I’m God, I’m the virgin rape man of the moon,   I’m the tide of your feelings and mind. I’m its foam -   And alone, I’m so scared.