I bathe in a bathtub of oil and honey
naked I lay there, absorbing stillness
quietness for I'm alone, laying there I questioned my worth until the water turned cold
Red like her lips, it slowly falls
way down I go, with the sharpest knife
but I'll be beautiful I say
my skin will be soft, glowing
even colder, slightly more blue
I will lay there
awake at last, quiet and still
my death will be beautiful
I adorned my finest robe for you all
stillness, red and blue
Magical I say
My beginning is beautiful at last.