Velg Bort Livet - Taake

Det var svart det var natt

En blodsoet skygge ut fra veggen

Naalys fugl paa gresstak

taler livet baklengs naar det kveldes

og det blaaser til storm

Et skittent under

Kald sterk sannhet

uten sol

Foredlet smerterus og kroppslig svinn

Djevelen paa tunet ville gjerne inn

Kullkastet

Vissen

Hinsides

liksvekk

Velg bort livet

Evig kulde

Evig intet

Et siste sukk av lettelse

for aa slippe aa leve mer

Endelig ut av livets reim

No skal ein gut faa koma heim

bloedende

It was black it was night

A blood-soaked shadow from the wall

Naalys fugl paa gresstak

speaks life backwards when it's evening

and it blows to storm

A dirty miracle

Cold strong truth

without sun

Refined pain intoxication and bodily wastage

The devil in the yard wanted to come in

The litter

Fish

Beyond

corpse weakening

Opt out of life

Eternal cold

Eternal nothing

One last sigh of relief

to avoid living more

Finally out of life's belt

Now a good man must come home

bleeding