Letra de The Letters (Live in Vienna, 1 December 2016)
With quill and silver knife She carved a poison pen Wrote to her lover's wife Your husband's seed has fed my fleshAs if a leper's face That tainted letter graced The wife with choke-stone throat Ran to the day with tear-blind eyesImpaled on nails of ice! And raked with emerald fire The wife with soul of snow With steady hands begins to writeI'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