[00:32.19]Mother sin, you know my bent
[00:34.26]Responsible for all
[00:34.98]That colours the paths
[00:41.07]I have gone
[00:42.24]A tragedy was torn
[00:43.14]From innocence and sorrow
[00:48.51]To a region
[00:49.77]I belong Where days of trust grown
[00:50.79]Inside life
[00:51.03]Have not existed for one stand
[00:51.78]Not even Day
[00:52.05]Has come.
[00:56.43]I may obey.
[00:56.61]Path into black.
[00:56.94]Raven on my shoulder.
[02:06.24]Bow to spiritual.
[02:06.63]You who taught me conjuration
[02:08.28]In hours of hellish creed;
[02:11.91]Fragile, grey-haired picture dead
[02:14.25]Why you will pass, and
[02:15.15]I will sneer.

Mother sin, you know my bent
Responsible for all
That colours the paths
I have gone
A tragedy was torn
From innocence and sorrow
To a region
I belong Where days of trust grown
Inside life
Have not existed for one stand
Not even Day
Has come.
I may obey.
Path into black.
Raven on my shoulder.
Bow to spiritual.
You who taught me conjuration
In hours of hellish creed;
Fragile, grey-haired picture dead
Why you will pass, and
I will sneer.