Isolating myself, from a thousand lies From all those empty plights, avoid all that hurts No contact with external, entombed in my mind Coldness surrounds me, like a womb of thorns Chorusx2: Like a shivering stone Covered by a shivering hand A pale, static face, behind a misty gla** Denying the ritual, erasing all codes Cast away from this, a world which I will leave Just longing for the call of my bitter god Chorusx2 Silently, Tacitly, in an endless row Ageless images, call you by an unknown name Endlessly in the hollow age, always to lie outside So it was written, so I will suffer