Sacrum - Dictum Acerbum
текст песни

Closed in wooden frame
I permeate with my cool
Gathered under crypt
Slaves of my leave
Allow on final steep
Don’t cross way to fate
Turn off last flame of feeling
Put away supplicates and prayers
Show your back good bye
And try silently slam door
In glare of candles crystal tears
Under nights shield tear
Stained faces at feet of catafalque
Moon has already risen
On stained-Glass windows
Crickets has resumed nights arias
Over catafalque