Upside down, the wall is watching As the hooks enter the weaker flesh The burn deep inside my denial As the fruits rotten with anger of black
Silence of eternal Through the darkening tree Flesh, the Bones and Fire Through the night as we bleed
Grey eyes of shades emerald Little girl with masquerade of serpents Horns of the dark jewels As black swallows again
Die, die, die, pain, pain
And more they shall be still, until the Grey comes Who shall make us perish in our pain He shall not feed on either earth or pelf But upon death, and on pain and plague
It all weeps in all my thoughts and is despondent Pain such made me that beast without peace Which, coming on against me by degrees Thrust me back thither where the sun us silent While I am rushing downward to the lowland Before mine eyes did The One present himself Who seemed from long-continued silent hoarse Before mine eyes did The One present himself