When the executioner's bored he's dangerous.
The blazing sky rolls itself up.
From cell to cell there's knocking
and space wells up through the ground frost.
A few stones shine like full moons.
--translated from the Swedish by Rika Lesser
When the executioner's bored he's dangerous.
The blazing sky rolls itself up.
From cell to cell there's knocking
and space wells up through the ground frost.
A few stones shine like full moons.
--translated from the Swedish by Rika Lesser