Calling For Vanished Faces I - Current 93

If then I meet you along the way

Where the laurel trees surround us on every side

If then in a small place I stand alone

And turn my head and you smile there

If then I reach out and touch your form

Where all your silences and your chaos meets

Where everything joins and parts

If I may once clutch your heart

And pull its beauty to my face

There the bloodfall falls, red river cracks

Behind me lies black mother mountain

The goats wheel round

Great sign of lust

How much I wanted you

And oh Christ how much more I want you now

The great pain

The great misery

To look and look

To look and look and look

And look and find

Nihil