Ãað þarf gštuljósið til að lýsa
Er búið að sparka þá til dauða
(rough)
Storm(bad weather)
Cloud(s)??? short
Creeping closer
Surrounding me
Grey iron
A useless life this is
Cry alone
Unseen
Now outside I own
A shadow here
All turning you
Big fools
Let us close it
Waves on
Let the greater break through
Un-light me
On every night I watch disoriented
Looking all around
Where should I do?
Don't know where to put my foot down
Wherever i go stuck again on earth
Why is everything so complicated?
I always speak a description of you
A streetlight's needed to shine
Have they been kicked to death