Sjukhus [English translation]

They took me to a place where nothing grew

To a place where only the shadows in the dust had time

They took me to a ward, a sunbleached hospital

Where all the doors were so heavy that they did not need locks

They led me past rows of starched beds

Where our steps will echo long after we have all gone from time

They write your name just as the rain hits the windows

And a vicious wind shakes the trees, tambourine shakers of dead leaves

And they took me to a dirty shore

Where ghosts of drowned surfers collect PET-bottles for deposit

On a gravel road between fields where evil flowers were allowed to grow and turn eternal forest into gossip press

And they point to a vista: poison-yellow clouds

Orange lights, silent silos, jet-plane smoke-trails, bone-grey towers

They whisper in my ear:

"Do you see the future, do you see how nothing grows, nothing lives, but nothing dies?"

When you can finally see all the mechanisms there behind

Then you will never be afraid again

When you can finally see that all emperors stand naked

Then everything turns again

Everything turns around again

I awake in a ward of a shadowy hospital, there stands a woman

by my bed who has bleached her teeth one degree too hard

She strokes my cheek gently with a hand artificial like a doll's

Wrinkle-free, ringless, painted, heavy, and fever-warm

My skin is white porcelain, small angry rashes are a bout of

allergy, foremost against my times and my beliefs

I write your name uncertainly on a postcard, as if to test

Who you were

That is something I forgot too long ago

When you can finally see who pulls all the strings

Then you will never be afraid again

When you can finally see that every emperor stands naked

Then everything turns again

Everything turns around again

I walk alone into the light

I walk alone into the light

I walk alone into the light

I walk alone into the light