I've had this dream so many times
of swans in a ****** lake begging me to drink
well I came to this lake to drink, so drink I will
this lake that takes your pain
and gives you beauty in return
this lake that takes your pain
and drinks from you in return

in these red waves reflected back a specter
a wicked image of yourself, rotting, drenched in color
the burning stench of the swans shrouded by their beauty
these swans are looking directly at you