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THE DEAD IS ME |by Trond Lunden

Bewilderness is coming nearer now
Feel the echo of her burning in this hollow time
Carved by stone polished by sea
When she is dead the dead is me

Escape of emotions
A black silhouette
Tricked by myself into a dead end again
Longing to follow the core of your dreams
Well it is certainly harder than it seems

My restless self and my futile hands
Turning my north towards the land in the red
Open up and you will see
When you are dead the dead is me

Brilliance is coming clearer now
The brilliant flash of a diamond afar
Carved by stone polished by sea
Ringing bells for me