Vik
Vik
My wildest journey
Was not to be raised by the Andes’ mist,
Nor to fly through psychedelic dreams.
It was to map your satin skin,
To conquer your bare back
Across the untamed wrath
Of the Viking’s land
My wildest journey
Was not to be raised by the Andes’ mist,
Nor to fly through psychedelic dreams.
It was to map your satin skin,
To conquer your bare back
Across the untamed wrath
Of the Viking’s land