作词 : Caxide, Gallagher, Harris ...
The divine mother stumbles 
Cancer wrapped around her heart 
The eyes of gods kept 
Infect fingers pry open the clearest cages 
Sickness has been made 
Father and sons 
Stoic fire 
Sisters tears protect 
There is no fear 
The eyes of god kept 
Measures have been taken 
Wipe clean my face 
Rip clear my heart 
Death must seem so distant 
That reach has not reached me: