ii. i. Mara on my chest
boys me about
tjarfan vanga
ii. Sleeping death
breathless
what grimace lay on my face
iii. A black fire
flames from my chest
I try to scream
but Maran laughs
iv. cold hands, cold clothes
pull me down
drowned souls, hope
pulls deeper and deeper
v. Earth's dust
crawls around you, crawls into you
living eats you dead
snaking snakes crawl
vi. Urinary tract rash bile congealed veins
blomstrom
skin and bone, skin and vein
crusted lips bare teeth
vii. As a scythe brings down grain
and more leaves ham
rotted by the soil
of the soil
viii. By the bone beach
sits a giant boat
the ferry docks
my village
ix. I cut out of my head
a tear from the sky above
a blue fare
silver forehead moon
x. Hate's river
Rolling storm
Nearing storm
It calls, it whispers
xi. Pulls me close
Pulls me close!
Pulls me...
xii. Water of remembrance
cleanses the dark mind
The love of the sea
of me is light
xiii. And I walked
through the centuries
among the
forgotten dead
xiv. My bones turned yellow
I cough
dust and dirt
I draw my breath again
xv. Gravedigger!
And call me!
xvi. Set me free!
Give me death!
xvii. She sits me still
young on her chest
and laughs in a hollow tone
xviii. The worm-sized
maðkaþagan vibrates
in rhythm
with my heartbeat
xix. Blackest light!
xx. Pillars collapse
the end of the year
xxi. The army of death
raises me up
over a colt
he drags my face
xxii. Which path
we choose to follow
is only a dream
that awaits us at the end of the path

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