Anathema At One With The Earth
The intense grasp death's strangle-hold has over me confines me to my own personal agony Set me free, let me go Release the chilling grasp with which it clutches me The earth issues it's extreme unction as I realise my punishment for sin Enguifed by death for all eternity In my bones I no longer feel the cold as the mire unbosoms it's secrets to me Ubiquitous fetidness, death is everywhere My God, unshackle me My suffering grows with increase of my guilt Destroy devotion. Be at one with the earth I sink down into the clammy soil At one with the earth.