You are the melting men, you are your situation There is no time to breathe and yet one single breath Leads to an insatiable desire Of suicide in sex So many blazing orchids burning in your throat Making you choke, making you sigh, sigh in tiny deaths So "melt, my lover, melt", she said "Melt, my lover, melt" You are the melting man and as you melt You are beheaded Handcuffed in lace and blood and sperm Swimming in poison, gasping in the fragrance Sweat carves, a screenplay Of discipline and devotion So "melt, my lover, melt", she said "Melt, my lover, melt" (she said) Can you see? See into the back of a long black car (of a long black car) Pulling away from the funeral of flowers With my hand between your legs Melting She said "melt, my lover melt", she said "Melt, my lover melt" So "melt, my lover melt", she said "Melt, my lover melt"