Ulver

Providence

Ulver


We drink and drink
A subtle poison

More in sorrow
Than in anger

Our skin is so thin
And left to love

The sentence we serve
Our masks discarded

The blind rage of youth
The black starry eyes

All animal passions
Covering up the truth

There is no deliverance
Providence is lost

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