Origin of time / the face of old flesh
 [bad word] the earth / my feet and brain
Collapsing into measures / of nature's killing liberty
Lights gone an empty house / should be filled of empty pain

The cold dark night [bad word] scary soon
In the light of a young moon

thorn in my soul your face fade away
Awake like an owl for salvation I pray

And shining flames / burning the night sky
Until you / who walk among the liking
Touch the overbearing / fall on the [bad word] 

In the light of a young moon
The cold dark night [bad word] scary soon
thorn in my soul your face fade away
Awake like an owl for salvation I pray
He who sleeps in the embrace of not
Shall carry the thorns of carrion souls
He [bad word] the flesh of the pigs
With an oral smile shall pray on fools
Tough the overweening / fall on the [bad word] 
Blind eyes of old light / pigs [bad word] 
The flesh of kings / devoured for six nights
The sky is empty set / a golden snake [bad word] the earth

Her feet and brain / the face of old flesh
Like an empty light house / hiding the cold flesh
Snow is falling through / the living is gone
Then the memory / of old fear is upon [bad word] sordid through / winged black images
Who shall build / an empty sky
Same as the origin / of your face
Origin of time / origin of time