歌詞: 1349. Beyond The Apocalypse. The Blade.

Caress me, gently
I feel your bite
The slithering motion
so serpentine
Cold
The river
Crimson
Pain floats away

The kiss of steel

The streams of life
Scarifaction art
Conceive the skin
Draining mortality
Drain all life
Enchanting the blade
to an exhorting play