Текст песни: Deep Tracts of Hell + перевод

I can scarcely lay claim to flesh

Though it is dreamed for, wept for

And it shines like dark gems

…It is the noise and the dancing

And their joyless hearts

And all the pleasures one might have

Derelict tracts of hell

Then all these slices came through to my hands

To erupt in welcoming darkness

And it shines like streams of pain

…It is the hearse and the vulture

And their swollen yarn

And all the breath to mourn them with

This is the tune of sparks

The tone of relentlessness

The spiral scar

This is the wounds that sneers

The trance of creedence

You are my art

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