A sleeping explorer; his wandering mind crossed over the bordernA mind like a cemetery where the corpses are turningnWhere the bodies twist deep in the frozen grip of a dreamless sleepnThen the lowest comes up like a wreck from the depths nHe hears night calling; he has dreams of waking here in this brightness that burns like slow lightningnHe sees words burnt in ice and reads, That the world is a wound in the Body of ChristnEffects of the animal - animal sound effectsnHe says, Death: he is my friend; he's promised mena quick end. The world is in pain; he should be put down; and God is a sadist and that he knows itnnThe depths of the night skies reflects in his eyenHe says, Everything changes and no one survives and everyone diesnAnd the night slits her veins and the darkness drains and the void rumbles in like an underground train...nForever comes closer; the world is in painnWe all must be shown nWe must realize that everyone changes and everything dies