Žodžiai dainai: Soul Embraced. This Is My Blood. Helpless in Wither.

You are as helpless as I was
Did you die inside or slowly wither?
Don't cry your soul to sleep, there is hope above
Don't cry your soul to sleep, there is hope above

The murder you dream of
The vultures that feed
The savior you dream of
The God that bleeds

The murder you dream of
The vultures that feed
The savior you dream of
The God that bleeds

I have solace in the light
Blessed unemptiness
The fire calls but there is another
Unravenous, unravenous and weening

The murder you dream of
The vultures that feed
The savior you dream of
The God that bleeds

The murder you dream of
The vultures that feed
The savior you dream of
The God that bleeds