Steam, so crystalline   Wordless, nameless   It's not nearly enough   It's clearly not enough   Augustine revealed the mind of god   Hume killed him stone dead   Wordless, nameless   It's not nearly enough   It's clearly not enough   The eternal formless   It's not nearly enough   It's clearly not enough   There are things that can be seen, but cannot be said   Augustine   Silence, stillness   I feel it wash over me, spirit pustule   Cleanse my blemish   I feel it wash over me, spirit pustule   Mend my flesh   Gandhema   Nidhema   I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word and I shall be healed   And I shall - and I shall be healed.