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.