Tekster: Ludo. Part I: Broken Bride.

Fifteen years I raged against the constant C
The speed of light, the diagrams and haunted sleep
Frozen sheets in bed, my dreams, your garden grace

I'd climb inside hold your bones and slowly die
The cooling space inside your chest
My broken bride you never breathed again

Circuits fail, the cosmic strings like rubber bands
I lose control, they snap, I fall through mist
To mud against my face, the taste of blood

The world is strange, the sinking earth and giant tress
Through heavy air a demon shrieks
What have I done, what hell is waiting for me?

I crashed before the birth of Christ, pterodactyls swarming
You died in 1989, want to get back to that morning in May
Keep you in bed, never escape, holding you close, oh, oh, woh oh
Listen to you breath the evening glow of fading light and cooling space

Like motor oil down my throat, I couldn't speak
I dropped the phone, the burning flares, the steam, your hair
Biths of glass, they sparkled everywhere

Like winter nights, the starts, the ice all intertwined
To hold and keep, like petals pressed in sheets
Making love to moonlight in our sleep

And now above the pits of tar, in a cave I hide
That massive, screaming thing with wings of reaper's cloth
It's standing just outside
I must get to my machine, I will bring you back to life
Fix your ruined lungs, I'll undo what time has done

I crashed before the birth of Christ, pterodactyls swarming
You died in 1989, want to get back to that morning in May
Keep you in bed, never escape, holding you close, oh, oh, woh oh
Listen to you breath the evening glow of fading light and cooling space

I carve your sweet name into the cave, I'm sure to die
All my strife has been in vain, the glaciers come
And wash my words away

I crashed before the birth of Christ, pterodactyls swarming
You died in 1989, want to get back to that morning in May
Keep you in bed, never escape, holding you close, oh, oh, woh oh
Listen to you breath the evening glow of fading light and cooling space