Image like fast spliced line Covered by the rough knots just like the bark covered by the brown knags. In the middle of the dead world left ship stands With droped sails without the crew. In the middle of the sea of dry sand stands Stands without a soul. It ran away takin' hope And ship is buried forever In it's solitude. Someone pulled its boards down Sun dryed the planks Parched as the lips of pa**ionate lovers. Silence surrounds it with its arms Bits of stone snatch by a blast Are strikin' on its empty interior. Temple of the god Temple of the dog. Despair shroud of mourning Sad irritatin' the throut tightenin' up so the voice Cannot pa** through. Pain which is burnin' inside When a longin' comes After the last kiss After the last gaze.