When I was in Riverhead 
When I was in Riverhead 
I wanted to tell you that I was dead 
My hands were cold and my lips were bled 

When I was in Riverhead 
When I was in Riverhead 
My heart was extracted from where it lay 
My skin was torn and peeled away 

Nothing flows like the blood of lovers 
Running over rocks underground 
When I was in Riverhead 
My throat cut open like a lily flower 
On a thorny bed 

My eyes were empty and my heart had died 
My hands kept slipping on the rope I tied 

When I was in Riverhead 
When I was in Riverhead 
I wanted to tell you that I was dead 
My hands were cold and my lips were bled 
On a thorny bed