The Aquatic Garden of Extra-Celestial Delights - Shpongle, Cosmic Trigger

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