Текст песни LATUR - Ульвер

I will build a house from clicks -
It will be a refuge for red wolves.

I will build a house of branches -
It will be a temple of green dolls.

My house is a forest, my blanket is snow,
I inhale the smoke of burnt leaves.
We are left without unnecessary thoughts
Among the stones and among the branches.

Your home is gray tar
Odorless, no compromise.

Your temple is cocaine,
It's so good for you to grow up with him.

My house is a forest, my blanket is snow,
I inhale the smoke of burnt leaves.
We are left without unnecessary thoughts
Among the stones and among the branches.

My house is a forest, my blanket is snow,
I inhale the smoke of burnt leaves.
We are left without unnecessary thoughts
Among the stones and among the branches.

The walls are narrowing,
Centuries are shrinking,
Corridors of consciousness fall down.
More flesh!
Less compassion!

My house is a forest, my blanket is snow,
I inhale the smoke of burnt leaves.
We are left without unnecessary thoughts
Among the stones and among the branches.