Lyrics:

No-one survives such an attackand we all stood like monumentsbaring the nails in her backStill moving sinewsin a graceful impression of lifeshyly the arms, shyly the breastsfold fear dieTen fingers driventhrough the heart, through the coreas I stare into those strange, magnetic eyesand wonder: (for you me)are there demons there?I knew it all the time. The misanthropeswere right to crucify themselves in theneed of a saviour. Still moving sinewsstruggle fearsome with a lifeline forlorn,caught in the nest of the impending dark fate.Semi-worlds, lifetight lodgeswhere faces stiffen,plagued with the frost of diseaseOur capsules barely meetThe worms of disorderlike living black numbersthat drip from her pergament skinJoined in sweet furyto anoint the decayfragile and reddened in lifelost array