Оригинален текст
Enjewelled the crown, of mirrored deception
Where the serpent lay coiled, upon Babilian tower
In charnel gardens, spawn twelve black orchids
Colder than death, incandescent they shine
Sentinels of stone, speak sweet delirium
Paragons of virtue, with poison tongues
Ossific cathedrals masqued in innocence
Belie wrath arcanum (are we undone)
Downward christus soldier onwards
From your twisted tower (of malice and spite)
The opiate archeus that you feast upon
Our primal lands of winter and night