Из альбома: Quietus
Where the silence moves with every beast
Beneath them sits the wrath of their sickness
No Mercy,No Pity, wind swept sands of the blistering light
Farewell greenfields and birds of flight
They dream on banks of summer beyond the beauties of the world
When jealousy shall shadow thou woeful plague
Pestilence burning seized with the tears of dying children
I am nothing in rapturous trance