Too many arms to embrace not
tentacles without temptations
not too many arms to hug you
tentacles looking for you
ghosts dance in the abyss
abysses dance
ghost ships
and I do not find companion
I Send messages of black ink black
to find you into the black black
send messages of black ink black
in black black
eight arms to hold you
eight arms I miss
eight arms to find yourself
eight arms I miss
and when at last I will find you?
I will attaccher hundred suckers?
and we dance together
This octopus of love
The abyss is dark dark
ink black black
send messages of depth
letters of depth
And when at last I will find you
I will attaccher hundred suckers
and we will dance together this octopus of love
eight arms to hold you,
eight arms I miss
eight arms to hold you