The Aquatic Garden of Extra-Celestial Delights

I'm on the borders between delights I feel my heart streams blood down on us Blood's always still, behind it all The softest cushion for our fall Our topple, our tumble, our spiral from grace We're held together, yet out of place Beyond the veil lies a frequency Suggesting a wisp of sweet ecstasy We're held together, yet out of place Beyond the veil lies a frequency Suggesting a wisp of sweet ecstasy