Из альбома: Dante's Kitchen
Met your devil, on the D-train,
(you know americans…)
Lost a child to the raven,
(getting well again…)
I fear,
I fear
Logic is the lover of men…
And fear
Fear is the mother of pain.
Or the Raven…
Beloved…
lay you down
and rest
in peace
Ignis spiritus
Ignis caritatis