Besatt [English translation]

Hands tied behind my back and lips sewn together

At a swamp that nobody chose to see

Surrounded by pictures from my past,

Broken glass and emptiness,

But there’s only one thing in my mind

I reach out my hand

Coldness and fear embrace me

To eventually permeate everything at this mirror

The running veins of thought

Is this what we’re living for?

This constant longing for your voice

Why aren’t you answering?

Smiling, I throw myself into infinity

To be embraced by my destiny

This water of possession becomes my tomb