Silver Bride.

A queen of gold I made

A silver bride I built

From the northern summer nights

From the winter moon

Responded not my girl

No beating heart I felt

I brought no sighs to the silver lips

No warmth from the gold

Within my heart a flame of desires

Provoked the power of my will

Forced into silvery shape

A golden queen for me

I made our bed under the stars

Covers a-plenty, bear skin hides

Stroked the arc of golden curves,... Kissed the lips of silver...

Queen of gold... I made her!! Silver Bride... I built her!!

Queen of gold... no warmth!! Silver Bride... no love!!

Queen of gold... I made her!! Silver Bride.... no life