Paroles de Augustine

Steam, so crystalline Wordless, nameless It's not nearly enough It's clearly not enough Augustine revealed the mind of God Hume killed Him stone dead Wordless, nameless It's not nearly enough It's clearly not enough The eternal formless It's not nearly enough It's clearly not enough There are things that can be seen, But cannot be said Augustine Silence, stillness I feel it wash over me, spirit pustule Cleanse my blemish I feel it wash over me, spirit pustule Mend my flesh Gandhema Nidhema I am not worthy to recieve you But only say the word and I shall be healed And I shall - and I shall be healed