...Och ater fran havens land Dessa tunna sidor tunga blad Vindar som noter stenar Vagor som skriver namn Nar livets grenar ar brutna Da tarfyllda
Extraction from O'mindiary When I was younger (a naive christian with thoughts like melting sugar) my fingers were attacked by nails and I could
The first burning candle Like a newborn in a cradle Forgotten at days For autumnal landscapes Slowly falling leaves Like a man's heavy tear Alone
Don't believe in the empty shadows (but When I believe then and only then I Believethat I am not I) but it's nice And relaxing to stand naked by the
Kom ut ur din svarta lada Ge mig naglar for min klada Slicka mig med din fratande tunga Lat dina magiska lappar sjunga En sida efter den andra
Ta mig over brinnande vatten Lat snon smalta i handen Fangad av starkaste nat Sanden star torr och het Det tisslar och tasslar Lyssna - Loven prasslar
Skuggan foddes av smarta For livet som var borta Som vattnet i brunnen I en andlos tunnel En skur av het sno Kvaver asikter med rok Farger ar
aura Of mine and I see The swans leave the pond But still the words circle Around my head like flies The gnashing marble teeth Were disturbing my slumber And