I lay all unkempt in my bed,
The neatness of the sheets
The smoothness of the blanket
Has been abandoned with accident

Iceland shows me a dream,
I want to follow my lover
To the tip of the burg
Never will i give up on him

I clench my jaw bones softly
Everything I do softly is a guise
Inside soft is the incredible conquer
Tomorrow my teeth will crack open

And things will crawl in and outside.