Lyrics:

Can you feel the wind of Venus on your skin?
Can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush?

Stars will always hang
In summer's bleeding fangs

Can you feel the rings of Saturn on your finger?
Can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts?

But seas forever boil
Trees will turn to soil


Stars will always hang
In summer's bleeding fangs
Seas forever boil
Trees will turn to soil