I want to release my inhibitions,
feel the rain on my skin.
I want my Venus, my fire, at my desire.
But I'm not a woman.

Deep beneath waves -
salt and darkness -
a challenger emerges,

silver, streamline,
fins and flippers.
Tuna heeds no warnings.

Here to undo
all your progress,
mankind poses no threat,

on hands and knees,
weeping, crawling.
Tuna stands the victor.

I am happy to have lost my innocence.
If I hadn't, I would have never noticed
the devil you have always been.

The pain that follows comfort.
The rain that comes with spring.
The snows that follow summer.
The chains which bind the wing.

Moths flutter 'round in my mind,
chasing after the light in my eyes.