笨小笨Vinculum歌词由Haal演唱，出自专辑《Back to Shilmarine》，下面是《Vinculum》完整版歌词！
Vinculum歌词完整版
The boy traced through the valley of silk
The gentle breeze, the slow rush of the rivers
The smiling travellers passing the ground which he hobbled on, all like acid to his lungs
His delicate face corrupted by blisters and deformities,
Masked by a cloak as black as the space between stars
His bare feet twisted and red gripped onto each stone step
Small pale hands held on to the cloak as he carried on
Until he came to the village
Obscured by mountains and mist
Now nothing more than a crypt
An alcove for perverse incantation
The remains of the elder sat on the steps lamenting what he had done
And the boy kneeled in his presence, his dry throat begging the remains
‘The people of my land hate me, they see me as the devil’
The boy took from his satchel a sack of disembodied eyes
He placed them on the elders withered bones
‘They have nothing new left, no discoveries to make. Give them a purpose’
The bones of the elder disintegrated and from his particles something else emerged
A translucent cube spinning in place with a divine light, rotating on its axis
The boy reached his hand into the creation, his thoughts and its actions began to intertwine
He closed his eyes and imagined his perfect world - a world where he was treated as everyone else
It was too late before he knew what his thoughts had truly meant
Its mouth unhinged itself in terror and agony, his skin began to burn
A million rats spewed forth and devoured the child
They moved through the silk valley to the four corners of the Earth, carrying their epidemic wherever they went
The Kings, The Mothers, and The Beggars fell to decay and agony
And to think they ever knew anything else
