[00:12.37]And now she sat alone in the concealment of the night
[00:17.51]She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their cage
[00:47.91]The glimmer of a feeble moon provided her with light
[00:53.62]As she opened up the cover and began to read the page
[01:00.24]Fly, soul, the body's guest,
[01:03.56]Upon your impish arrant
[01:06.45]Let none be guiled by false confession
[01:09.77]Truth shall be your warrant
[01:12.33]Fly soul for your body must die
[01:15.39]Fly soul for your body must die