i say better than's god,
i say one is
demanding alm
and that be cleft,
and to queue....
you have no heratfelt marrow
to be called a bone!
as i do, resting: an engraved to a tomb,
you were but a womb to my
liking worth: a worth a living heart.
you are nothing and as such...
the few.
nord vind:        
                    forlatevære...
just be: let be...
               gråsol skygge -
         innhøsting. Cnut fathom scoot!
knew ur boghdan mein noot!
graeme revell...  the film blow...
              and then you die....
or you so hope to do so...
with the violins and etc.