From the nest of tongues Out of the salivary glands Pestilent waters are streaming again And the stream becomes a flood That swamp and castrates the fields Where you cultivate and reap Your deliverance and affluence Adorned, the night By the pestilent stream Twin darkness They carry you On no other path No other path than that of death See the tongues of the dark flicker See the pestilent stream The weakening gleam of your eyes reflect In the torrents of the storm Stare into the void Stare onto the once black soil The glare of your eyes infect By the torrents, the torrents of the streams Twin darkness They carry you On no other path No other path than that of death