Angst - Arcturus

Ut av nok en sving

Mitt system er av

Jek skjønner ingen verdens ting

Hva gjorde jeg i går

Jeg vet godt at noe er galt

Min verdighet forgår

Som snørr av størknet blod

Stivner kropp og sjel i angst nå som jeg vil ha ro

Svetten starter kaldt og klamt

Slik rusens uttogsmarsj alltid byr meg opp til dans

Her kommer nervene stygge bedervede

De skyller over meg de skyter igjennom meg

De herjer i min kropp uten stopp

Hjertet hamrer kroppen skjelver katta ser på meg

Grå tømmermenn er her igjen de vil ha hevn

Tann for tann ute av stand jeg lar meg skjende nå

Så (muligens:) neste gang jeg føler trang vil herdet sinn snu tap til vinn

Skinnhellig tyn kom tunnelsyn gjør meg hard og seig

Bygg karakter jeg vill ha mer det skal gå opp og ned

En elegant nonchalant trinnløs ladd kanon

Feil er rett fett er fett jeg blir aldri mett

Out of another turn

My system is off

Jek does not understand the things of the world

What did I do yesterday?

I know something is wrong

My dignity perishes

Like snot of clotted blood

Stiffens body and soul in anxiety now that I want peace

Sweat starts cold and clammy

This is how the intoxication march always invites me up to dance

Here the nerves come ugly stale

They wash over me they shoot through me

They are ravaging my body non-stop

The heart hammers the body trembles the cat looks at me

Gray hangovers are here again they want revenge

Tooth for tooth out of condition I let myself be scolded now

So (possibly :) next time I feel the urge will hardened mind turn loss to win

Skinny thin came tunnel vision makes me hard and tough

Build character I want more it should go up and down

An elegant nonchalant stepless charging cannon

Wrong is right fat is fat I never get full