Umenneske - Taake

Helvete er loes i nattmanns sjel

Tvang og klimaks har sitt rede i meg

Forvrengt og inderlig og infisert

Fiende av gud og menneske

Du skal aldri finne veien hjem

Feil og fargeloes men uploeyd mark

Til det ikke er mer liv igjen

Okkulte vaapen av Helvete svir

Doedfoedt til endeloes natt

for jeg har vaert paa doed hud

pinefulle svaere saar

harskt blod og kjoennslig forlis

Brennende broer og taalmod

Se bortenfor se forbi

deformert taerende tvil

Det fins ingenting der heller

Umenneske

Skjult gammel kraft

Mektig djevelsk brunst

Oeks uten skaft

Urnorsk svartekunst

Dyp elv i kjoett

lar smerten komme

Vridd kropp paa gloett

Se blodet flomme

Saa hvitt blir roedt

Ditt liv er omme

Hell is loes in the night man's soul

Coercion and climax have their nest in me

Distorted and heartbroken and infected

Enemy of God and man

You will never find your way home

Faulty and colorless but unploughed mark

Until there is no more life left

Occult weapons of Hell are burning

Dead fed to endless night

for I have been on dead skin

painful severe sores

rancid blood and sexual drowning

Burning bridges and language courage

Look beyond look past

deformed caustic doubt

There is nothing there either

Inhuman

Hidden old power

Mighty devilish heat

Oeks without shaft

Old Norse black art

Deep river in kjoett

let the pain come

Twisted body on gloett

See the blood flood

Then white is reddened

Your life is over