I fear the past that’s never dead
I fear an ageless legacy sleeps in my veins

I hear things scratching in the wall
Behind the family frames
(A great tree that sprouted from hoary roots)
It’s here, hideous, can’t you hear them?
The moans of silent chains

The skinwalker
Yee-Naaldooshi
Is watching me

Inhuman thing,
To me you should be inconceivably other
Not so familiar
And yet, you’re what my kind once was
You’re what I might become

Oh, the past is never dead
It is not even past
In sleep, I hear and do strange things
It’s getting real / Dreams aren’t that mad
Traces are waiting to be found
Read my face like a book
I wouldn’t believe but now it seems
The mirror tells the truth

Underwave, the lore of eons gone
Resurface in my head
(What’s repressed
Will return)
I sinkNepenthe from the deep
Has calmed me
Let me sink

The skinwalker
Yee-Naaldooshi
Is watching me

Sang Noir
J’ai hérité des ombres et des merveilles
Sang Noir
A flots versé, à cœur ouvert, sacrificiel
Sang Noir
Qui m’as vue naître et me verras m’éteindre
Sang Noir
Viens te repaître, viens m’étreindre

Atavistic revelation
Black ichor within
I’m forever an outsider
Among those who are still men

Black Ichor within!

Ruptured from my own nature
I almost thought I’d end it all
Rapture now eclipses terror
Embrace my personal disaster

Inhuman thing
To me you should be inconceivably other
Not so familiar
And yet, you’re what my kind once was
You’re what I might become

Oh, the past is never dead
It is not even past
In sleep, I hear and do strange things
It’s getting real / Dreams aren’t that mad
Traces are waiting to be found
Read my face like a book
I wouldn’t believe but now it seems
The mirror tells the truth

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