Crashland

Full of frequency
an unintelligible roar
of everything that ever lived
of altogether avoided life
A storm of voices
and backward thoughts
Through dese...

Frozen streams and vapours gray,
cold and waste the landscape lay...
Then a hale of wind.
Hither-Whirling, Thither-Swilrling,
Still we walked on throu...

I give in... to yet another day...

Sheltered from revealing light
Kept out of sight
Where sick minds bite
Institutionalized
I sleepwalk through my li...

("No! this face is only a mask, a wicked ornament,
Illuminated by an exquisite grimace,
Look and see, atrociously contorted,
The real head, and the si...

We-
organic images
dissolving earth
Our future children
stare at us unfixed
from a residence of stars
in their sidereal ships
ho sailing beyond within...

Now there is
my fairytale(s)
of dying flowers
of the earth
and those it covers
of dying maids
and viking men
of birds.. that never
of ever are the sam...

This dead orchestra
Play on instruments
Strung with the fibres
Of my mind
And skeletons dance
They have no voice
And no complaint
But I am still flesh...

Now there is
my fairytale(s)
of dying flowers
of the earth
and those it covers
of dying maids
and viking men
of birds.. that never
of ever are the sam...

Naar vinteren tar bitter fart
Ved svarte tjern under naken li
Da er villmarken vond å ferdes i
Vi befarer store sletter
Der sneen ligger tykk
Det blaa...