Strange god-like sensations
Feeling frigate frigid friend
Weird googly sounds strike
Finding the lord jinx stink
A guitar holding the plain
The pale silent threnody
Pail of strange ghostly you
Biting holy windows of me
Thinking thoroughly of her
He me she we be three to be
Be to three we shall be as she
Thinking the groans and gish
Wanting to see, wanting to want