[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Sinfield
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Robert Fripp
[00:12.97]With quill and silver knife
[00:21.11]She carved a poison pen
[00:29.10]Wrote to her lover's wife:
[00:36.59]"Your husband's seed has fed my flesh".
[00:44.77]As if a leper's face
[00:52.96]That tainted letter graced
[01:00.52]The wife with choke-stone throat
[01:08.45]Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes.
[03:21.23]Impaled on nails of ice
[03:29.01]And raked with emerald fire
[03:37.16]The wife with soul of snow
[03:44.56]With steady hands begins to write:
[03:52.76]"I'm still, I need no life
[04:00.85]To serve on boys and men
[04:08.23]What's mine was yours is dead
[04:16.25]I take my leave of mortal flesh"

作词 : Peter Sinfield
作曲 : Robert Fripp
With quill and silver knife
She carved a poison pen
Wrote to her lover's wife:
"Your husband's seed has fed my flesh".
As if a leper's face
That tainted letter graced
The wife with choke-stone throat
Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes.
Impaled on nails of ice
And raked with emerald fire
The wife with soul of snow
With steady hands begins to write:
"I'm still, I need no life
To serve on boys and men
What's mine was yours is dead
I take my leave of mortal flesh"