Besedila:
In Remembrance

his anger, Dad is it gone? Is the pain gone, is it all gone? This is my act of remembrance, ooh My act of remembrance, ooh, ooh This is my act of remembrance

Draconian age, Typhonic dream Nuit lead the qliphotic stream The depths in mind where visions dwell Projections of an open shell Into remembrance we

I feel I come from better conditions buried deep in my mind I forgot awake my soul I want to find and drink this light Images of the past other lives

This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us... We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds... I have touched winds... I have touched sorrows

Small cold drips Called your name in vain Chromatic signs Red on grey in elusive Opium scent vanished. Ho aperto il mio cuore invano Sangue ed una croce

Old light and new colours your picture hangs in the night Is this the right time to set one free and go away In the emptiness behind you I will walk about

A haze of smoke across the fields Let's sup and fight another round And walk the stubble ground When November brings The poppies on Remembrance Day

This is a song of remembrance For our old boyfriends But who now live with someone else Well they're part of our lives But now they've gone But we still

The battlefield, the smoke has cleared Silence in sight, the blood lies deep Look from the hills, the valley calls Six hundred fall, a lost to all Someday