Paroles de Chapter IV

After meeting the spark of all that breathes and bleeds How could I leave with my pride and sanity intact? By understanding of the world in ruins By image blurred By I in doubt By soul at one with nothing. I lurk amongst the waters I can see but cannot hear And inside I cannot hear In this secluded environment I can sit and manifest the mystical practices of old A bark pillar grows within me, Stone overturns stone Until my soul is nought but rock, hard as my conviction All life is merely passing phase, a breeding ground For vermin, filthy as they are naive So as I hold in my hand this burning bush of sacred herbs, So in my pillar of heart I hold contempt for all life in this realm And it is contempt that fuels My thirst for pure knowledge...