Lyrics:

A place without designation, native soil without an abode
Quethe with your silentness, live without a breath
Rustle and fall silent with the wind
Upon my arrival
Let the driblets of grief trickle - through my veins
Pulsating life, throbing death - steadily around us
Gigantic and trifling - upon my arrival
Two kinds of equity
The deathless intentions distant bourn
When I arrive
Grain crackles, like cinder in the flames
And one-time it shall solidify under harvesting blades
A bawl in solitude when I arrive
Indulge the blades
Withstand not the vice of Tulwod
Augment your spirit when I arrive
Recede not when I arrive
Quethe with your silentness
Upon my arrival night eternally reigns