Golden Shower

All my finest memories are standing still
Waiting for the golden shower falling from the Sun

Obscene is your steam, and I seem to need you more
And more when I dream of your cream
And your cream ambrosia

When the dead are here to see, they all would smile
Grieving from the underwater ancient brothers cry

Obscene is your steam, and I seem to need you more
And more when I dream of your cream
And your cream ambrosia