There is a river in us all It flows a crimson ruin through our veins It is the life blood of suffering Red magma on a slow course to oblivion This river, it binds us It flows through us, feeds us It gives us health, it gives us life ... and drowns the rest of the world Tie your hands and suffer Then break them from the body Drown your soul in the mire Until there is nothing left of us here An empty vessel floats away Drown your soul in the water Feel the black mire penetrate your being Place your hands in the water The mire of mankind flows on... and on... ... a river...