[00:00.00] 作词 : Arcturus, Hestæs, Sverd
[00:38.97]Probing a voiceless void
[00:40.77]Searching for a closure
[00:48.66]Poisoned tentacles from the past
[00:49.44]Are tumbling, fumbling, closer
[00:50.13]Mood set
[01:16.74]On full scale regret
[01:23.28]Peaking an all-time low
[01:24.09]Distorted patterns,
[01:30.45]no sight with this lantern
[01:37.86]But a bleak recollection
[01:38.49]of something undone
[01:42.93]A banished, vanished presence
[01:43.68]of the unspeakable secretive kind
[01:44.46]The uttermost shame is its essence
[01:56.28]The septic transforms the shell-shocked and blind
[01:59.40]A nightmare released
[02:05.49]A terrible disease
[02:11.85]Lurking behind a thin wall of sleep
[02:14.10]The jail-bars of a stigmatized keep
[02:18.72]Across the crumbling layers,
[03:51.87]a tricky haze of control
[03:52.41]Beyond matter
[03:56.13]the untouchable scatter,
[04:04.11]the cracks are beginning to show
[04:04.71]Small gaps out of time
[04:05.16]with riddles entwined
[04:12.78]Looking over my shoulder
[04:19.35]for some kind of cover
[04:19.92]All I can find
[04:20.22]to bring peace of mind
[04:23.58]Is that this bloodstained route
[04:27.93]Will carry the strangest of fruits
[04:31.44]Not to turn away tainted
[04:34.95]But look into the deep and weep
[04:42.33]Hibernation Sickness Complete

作词 : Arcturus, Hestæs, Sverd
Probing a voiceless void
Searching for a closure
Poisoned tentacles from the past
Are tumbling, fumbling, closer
Mood set
On full scale regret
Peaking an all-time low
Distorted patterns,
no sight with this lantern
But a bleak recollection
of something undone
A banished, vanished presence
of the unspeakable secretive kind
The uttermost shame is its essence
The septic transforms the shell-shocked and blind
A nightmare released
A terrible disease
Lurking behind a thin wall of sleep
The jail-bars of a stigmatized keep
Across the crumbling layers,
a tricky haze of control
Beyond matter
the untouchable scatter,
the cracks are beginning to show
Small gaps out of time
with riddles entwined
Looking over my shoulder
for some kind of cover
All I can find
to bring peace of mind
Is that this bloodstained route
Will carry the strangest of fruits
Not to turn away tainted
But look into the deep and weep
Hibernation Sickness Complete