King Crimson — The Letters Live in Toronto

[Verse 1] With quill and silver knife She carved a poison pen Wrote to her lover's wife: "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh." [Verse 2] As if a leper's face That tainted letter graced The wife with choke-stone throat Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes [Verse 3] Impaled on nails of ice And raked with emerald fire The wife with soul of snow With steady hands begins to write: [Verse 4] "I'm still, I need no life To serve on boys and men What's mine was yours is dead I take my leave of mortal flesh."