Despairing delirious beseechment Delirious life drained from the Adept Despairing delirious beseechment Staring sightlessly at the swamp... Staring sightlessly at the swamp Gobbling down the mud The only sustenance Yet the query remain untouched In the exquisite silence of the swamp Despairing delirious There were plenty of days coming When the Adept could have abandoned the Ritual Yet the Adept chose to fall in love with the swamp Gold-finding Hen Shits the stones of all creation Kiss-finding Whore Her bones are dancing now The swamp mud cradled Adept's body It edged closer and closer to it Body and life were devoured In the exquisite silence of the swamp Whom now will it beguile? Into breaking the exquisite silence of the swamp? Gold-finding Hen Kiss-finding Whore The exquisite silence Silence of the Swamp