Längstmedån (forte) Vildhjarta

Damned, these vultures
With glistening eyes
Menacingly 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 wild-woods (I find myself)
Along an ever-flowing stream
With all of my warm desires
And my cold nostalgic dreams
And when they stay
And when they stay
I'll live through
I'll live through a thousand deaths

If my hеad was silent
And if my eyes wеre 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