The lyrics of this song took a long while. In the end I came up with using sex as a motif for death.
There's no time to turn around, turn around
There's no place to run and hide, run and hide
She lays me down on her bed, on her bed
Search for a way, another way, some other way, some other...
In the pale moonlight of her eyes, of her eyes
Her bare cold pale skin touching mine, touching mine
She opens up and takes me in, I slide in
Her stars burn bright in my night sky, she’s the sky, the sky...
To see her is to lose yourself, I lose myself
Must I wait for the return, can I return?
Try to reach the other side, some other side
Even though the light has dimmed, it begins, it begins