Längstmedan

Damned, these vultures

With glistening eyes

Menacly roving

The dreams and the pain

And your worn out name

Something has gone wrong

And it chafes me

And enslaves me

No matter what

This is not going to change me

I find myself somewhere

Lying naked in the wildwoods

Along an everflowing stream

With all of my warm desires

And my cold nostalgic dreams

And when they stay

I'll live through

A thousand deaths

If my head was silent

And if my eyes were closed

The visions of reality wouldn't speak

With such a vile, relentless voice

But I have figured out the decline

So the damage is done

What I saw, would not be

But the things I hide is all I see