Psychic Death Songtext
von Spell

Oh, golden apple of ambition
Doubt is a serpent warning me so threateningly
In raging silences he whispers
"Prudence is wisdom, denial is sage"

To Psychic Death I′ll bow

Oh, hunger not for ours is famine
Nor suffer lust for ours is infertility
Don't renounce the pride of action
The dying man regrets his life lived recklessly


To psychic death I′ll bow
Silent as the moon
To psychic death I'll bow
Passive as the womb

Silence the sea has never seen
(I cut away my thoughts)
Still as the sky could never be
(I cut away my heart)

I give what has no use to me
Enthroned in lavish jewelry
Sits Saint Austerity