[APRIL-SEPTEMBER 1991] FROM THE EARTH RISE WINDS THAT CHILL OUR OLD BONES WE SEE THROUGH MY EYES THOSE STATUES OF FROZEN LIFE WE HEAR THROUGH MY EARS THE SCREAMS FADE TO THE FROST AND NOW AS THE FLAMES ARE FROZEN WE DIVE TO THE LAKE OF ICE AS THE TWILIGHT FADES AWAY WE DROWN WE DROWN AND WE HEAR THE CALL