Thetta ljod var samid i fantasiu flippi, svo mikid af hugmyndum svo litid plass. Ef thid lendid i vandraedum ad skilja ljodid spurjid mig, thad er ekki audlesid.

jeg hef lika malad nokkur malverk ur thessu og teiknad nokkrar myndir.


Paradise?

Hurry now hurry!
There's a paradise waiting for you.
A world of the darkness in the night,
where we wake up in another world
who no one knows if is true…
our own strange dream.

Where the blue grass grows up to our chest
and curls up together
like the dip of our fingers
in toffee cream, curls to a ring.

The skies are read, as our own warm blood
amd waves around like sea in angered wind.
The orange sun so big with a humans face,
smiles to us not knowing a thing.

The trees are females, stuck in one place,
they dance and sing with a sad face.
Their wild hair, brown, black, golden and blond
wildly curls up to the sky….
so high…
Body so fair seduces one who walks by.
Evil, crazy and bad,
trees make one mad.

The rivers are violet and sparkly crystal clear.
Who refresh your spirit to a deadly shine of fear.
and the murderers eye of the sick bad man
who wants to be normal in the real world of life.

In this world you are someone else,
you control your actions, feelings and death.
The mask who you are disappears
and someone else appears…
a person who called, and is you
who no one has ever met in what you call life.

So enjoy your self
in this second world.
Which on is the real one?
Who are you?
Come to paradise and lets find out.