The fire in my gaze
eats you whole
Nourished by hatred
seduced by torture
Never forgive
my violent heart
My stinking hand
Molested spirit
Dark pose
Scultpture in nature
Spoilt in guts
Stained with blood and failed hope
I carve my rune in a foggy forest
September at last
Frozen water
Mountains hardened by wind
Embodied
in pitch dark
in the late
hours of the night
the black oak of Bjørgvin
Sharp resource
Crush your neighbour
Sicken away
towards chaos and decay
Desolate farm
When the soul's hell of pain
boils over with killer instinct
Life-hater
Freak
Enemy of the people
Artistic violence
Murderlust
Deathblow
Rotting
stinking
conceptions
The path
no one
leaves