There is no time left, We are caught of the animal’s theft For human blood Every mortal night Every pain of delight In the honest display All the ends come real All the madness revealed In the honest display There’s a world of untold ages There are books between the pages And letters in the words Travel by trap-doors Our souls are a myriad of wars And we are losing everyone Now without a word spoken Now everything’s said. Every mortal night Every pain of delight In the honest display All the ends come real All the madness revealed In the honest display Pain force me writing letters to the posterity And when days of death is with me That captured pain will live my life out So perfectly! Forgive me if I’m wrong.
* Note: the part of the text was later used for the song "This Alone Is Love" on the A-ha album STAY ON THESE ROADS
Pål Waaktaar: Guitar, Vocals Magne Furuholmen: Synthesizers Øystein Jevanord: Drums, Percussion Viggo Bondi: Bass Guitar Produced by Svein Erichsen Mixed by Svein Erichsen and Tore Aarnes Songs Arrangements: Pål Waaktaar