This night I hear the jackals Baying to a desert god In the dark, the growing whispers Have begun tearing scars The foul breath of Anubis Breathes fire down my back And the wolves have drawn nearer, begun coiling For the coming attack I yearned to see, but my eyes were already crystallized I yearned to survive, but my fears had already materialized Like serpents, this dark entangles Ties me to the soil And (even) the strangers in my reflection Have begun to recoil I yearned to cry, but the waters were already crystallized I yearned to live, but my d**h had already materialized Now the light no longer blinds me Your dying gods, they cannot bind me And as I exit this human aisle I greet my hangmen with a smile And to the wolves at my door Prolong this suffering no more With your fangs come and this strife And erase my name from the Book of Life