Текст (слова) песни: Nasty Savage - Incursion Dementia
Purity of intention Sudden invasion Of adolescence Driven by her convictions At seven She saw her first vision From the heavenly voices Invoking vanity Her guilt was hag ridden As she whipped herself Until the blood ran free
Saint Catherine Showed all the signs
Beyond the threshold of pain She believed in mystical miscarriage The future is the child of the past It`s a spiral staircase of ecstasy