...for de runerne de lyster han å vinne.
Poor old forgotten fool
Do you have to do what you do
I agree that it hurts no one but you
But don't you think it gets us down
To see your long sad frown
We truly believe you'd be better off with us
So come,
Come to the land where anything belongs
No one else will let you know the truth

Because we are your friends
you'll never be alone again