Letra de Weekend at Lake Vostok

She
"Oh no you promised you won't leave me
What now where shall I go?"
He
"Oh love I shall return"
But as time passed
He ceased to think of her at all
And she waited for the return of her love
While the seasons shifted
And her flowers bloomed
And faded
Again
Her joy turned into
Longing
Then to despair
And hate
Burned within her
Till it cosumed her body
Turning her spirit into a snake
That came to exact vengeance
On him