Det blev fr mycket igr,
Jag vill inte mer
Det enda jag ser nu r
Denna stengolvskalla stad,
Krnan till dessa rader,
En institution fr dende ktt,
Gldjesteriliserad av apati,
Monoton ddsbringande betong
Mitt hjrta bankar genstridigt
Kvljningar uppstr vid rrelse
En sjl frgad ssom aska
En stad, ett block av misr
Kontinuerligt elnde
Jag lskar dig
En eremit, vad str det hr?
En eremit vill leva ensam och isolerad.
Han fr varken syn eller vju frn andra mnniskor.
Jag har kommit p en sak, jag passar inte in ngonstans p denna jord.
Min bok r inte till salu, adj!
[English translation:]
Yesterday was too much,
I dont want any more
The only thing I see now is
This stone floor-cold city,
The core of these rows
An institution for dying flesh
Joy-sterilized by apathy
Monotonous death-bringing concrete
My heart barely beats
I get nauseated when moving
[Sample from a Swedish childrens show:]
A hermit, what does this say? a hermit wants to live alone, he cant stand the sights or sounds of other people
Ive reached a conclusion, theres no place for me in this world
My book isnt for sale, and I dont want to be disturbed by anyone. Good bye
A soul colored like ashes
A city, a block of misery
Continuous woe
I love you
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
