September Omsider - Taake

Ilden i mitt blikk

eter deg hel

Livnaert paa hat

forfoert av tortur

Tilgi aldri

mitt voldelige hjerte

Min stinkende haand

Lemlestet aand

Obskur positur

Skulptur i natur

Bedervet i slo

Stenket av blod og brustne haap

Jeg risser min rune i skoddeskog

September omsider

Tilfrosne vann

vindharde fjell

Legemliggjort

i bekmoerket

i de seine

nattestimer

Bjoergvins svarte eik

Skarp ressurs

Knus din neste

Sykne hen

mot kaos og forfall

Oedegaard

Naar sjelens smertehelvete

syder over av drapsinstinkt

Livshater

Misfoster

Folkefiende

Kunstvold

Drapskaat

Naadestoet

Raattent

stinkende

tankegods

Stien

ingen

snur fra

The fire in my eyes

eats you whole

Livnaert paa hat

seduced by torture

Forgive the age

my violent heart

Little stinking hand

Lemlestet evening

Obscure pose

Sculpture in nature

Stale in beat

Sprinkled with blood and broken hopes

I carve my rune in shrubbery

September finally

Frozen water

wind-hard mountains

Embodied

i bekmoerket

in the seine

night hours

Bjoergvin's black oak

Sharp resource

Hug your neighbor

Get sick

against chaos and decay

Oedegaard

To the pain hell of the soul

sizzling over by murderous instinct

Life hater

Misfoster

Enemy of the people

Art violence

Drapskaat

Seamstress

Raattent

smelly

thoughts

Stone

no

turns from