Bizarrekult - Himmelen er Utilgjengelig

English translation:

"Himmelen er Utilgjengelig" ("Heaven Is Not Available")

A feeling
of waiting for the next thing,
Something that never came,
Life just goes by,
Expectations crash against the reality,
There is no place for immediate victory,

Life is just a constant chaotic movement,
In a dense stream of aggressively charged particles.
Clashing at full speed, with mad slumped faces,
Having lost their teeth and tore their nose, to lie in the mud,
Only to realize that everything was in vain and the goal slipped away again.
Oh, and Heaven... heaven is not available, it's like an oasis,
Which like a magnet attracts moths into a flame in the darkness,
Burns the face and melts the wings,
Only to see during your own fall the insane mass that is yet unaware of the dangers.

They go to the gallows
With a blissful smile
They take on the rope themselves
Putting their heads in a guillotine

They enjoy sitting in an electric chair
They turn on the power themselves
Dosed off,
After experiencing a masochistic happiness

They're sleeping
They're sleeping

Just to wake up
In a narcotic withdrawal,
From already lost joy,
The joy that cannot be reached
Without tearing down
Their own dignity
Ripping out honor