Lletres:
Autumn Offering The The Great Escape

Swallow your own scarred loss of inhibition Substance over consequence, and you don't mind Kill your thoughts Annihilate your senses Accept involuntary

Traducció: La Ofrena de Tardor. La gran evasió.

Act I: The Death of Balder Autumn came to an end And the first snow began to fall Balder's face was clouded The dreams of warning had called His mother