| Song | White Wings |
| Artist | Minsk |
| Album | The Ritual Fires of Abandonment |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The voice cannot carry | |
| The tongue and the lips that give it wings | |
| For even as love crowns you | |
| So shall it crucify you | |
| Descend to your roots | |
| And shake them from their clinging to the earth | |
| We shall be together | |
| When the white wings of death | |
| Scatter our days |