Ulver Blood Inside Dressed In Black Is the light of the light Monumental Or something? White on white Is a vampire In the mirror Eternal ? Like hell We are All dressed in black We dug our own graves A long time ago For The Love Of God Love god harder From behind the red Flames of the dragon With seven heads Directing angels To blow the horns Going down faster Than the light Going down deeper Than the dark Blood of the god word Spoken in tongues That we may see the end Of the babel tower Fucking heaven To kingdom come Christmas A god is born and others die. What is has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities and what is past no novelty improves. Blind knowledge is working at useless ground and crazy faith is living the dream of its liturgy a new god is a word - or the mere sound don't seek and don't trust, for all is mystery. Blinded By Blood You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear In the face From the mother The grace The river From the blood Of the world You become From the two The thousands My little one From the earth It all ends It Is Not Sound For the record No one will understand What it is all about The dead name Backwards Amen It just happened A long time ago 33 years Again and again and again What is it all about It is a promise Of a lifetime Never recorded The Truth It is the two They turn the pages Of the same book It means nothing to them The pages turned by the one Is turned back by the other It is the truth They know it by heart By the nothing inside it It is nothing inside it The book is the heart of them The book is the heart of them In The Red Out of nature Something bloody A body Put to life For a moment Ambulent In the light Of the dark Ambrosia In need Of help A heart Taken away In a moment Ambulance Hospital doors open A great white Your Call Who is here To hold your hand In the dark Where no one Answers the phone Speaking of the dead When the red light rings Don't be alarmed Someone is dying With no one to talk to Other than those carried Down the corridors Open in the end End in the open And the sun is Waiting Operator Call the police Radio paranoia All is over Under the skies Nothing is working For god's sake Can you help me ? We are alone Over and out Of control The dead bodies The world white Interrupting Truth is a hospital Please be patient Hold the line