síðasta stundin (ensku)
The mind wonders
the hart ponders
the mouth is silent
the eyes get violent
Silence grips me
i breath free
i have no needs
and the skin bleeds
as day breaks
do i have what it takes
the fear so strong
this took too long
i become drouzy
my eyes become heavy
my arms so weak
the future so bleak
no reason, no tears
no cries, no fears
cold shivers hit me
soon im free
the moment dies
in the still of the night
i say my good byes
my fist clamp so tight
there i lay
in the cold
forever to stay
never to grow old.