Ataraxia
Текст песни Sybil

I ran away from the black church on fire.
Golden and silver trees falling on me.
Their leaves just like tears of mercy.
I reached the lake whose waters changed into ice.
They tried to bury me
As a violet light,
Took me
A wild scream skinned inside

I looked around, myriads, myriads of mirrows...
All my images went out of their glass,
Showing me their hands a red cross stamped with
Blood.
I was the victim of a
sacrifice.
They tried to bury me
As a violet light,
Took me
A wild scream skinned inside.