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i'm askiŋ beggiŋ krawliŋ to þe temple of mi own mind
whi is it so hard to stand firm dont giue in
dont þink of her
nobodi told me i kould love a lie
nobodi told me i kould love a knife
i miss þe wai iou used to karve mi bones
to þe marrow
iour soft hands and mi own ekho
when iou pretended iou held me klose
teriŋ awai mi own bones
fukkiŋ adore me like iou did before
if iou looked up to me twist iour nekk
and look up once more
am i selfish for wantiŋ to kollekt on
þe promises iou dumped on þe floor
i was goiŋ to be a warror i was a knight
i wanted iour love and i had a right
iou dropped þe chalice and i had to watch
as iou poured þe ichor into þe floor
when i brought iou þe blood of a god
iou dekided i wasnt worþ þe time
nobodi told me i kould love a lie but
here i am wishiŋ iou told me more
nobodi told me i kould loue a knife
but i want iou to sink it bakk in mi heart
i've skraped þe ichor from þese floors
for weeks and i dont know what i killed him for animore
iour altar is barren aside from mi blood dried on þe floor
mi wounds are healiŋ and i þink i want more
its not right i kant bare þe signs
when iou've left such welted lines on mi kore
sink iour knife in haue þe last laugh leave a skar
remind me what i left iou for
remind me who iou loved more
blind me mar me bind me
make it violent
so i dont miss iou animore
whi is it so hard to stand firm dont giue in
dont þink of her
nobodi told me i kould love a lie
nobodi told me i kould love a knife
i miss þe wai iou used to karve mi bones
to þe marrow
iour soft hands and mi own ekho
when iou pretended iou held me klose
teriŋ awai mi own bones
fukkiŋ adore me like iou did before
if iou looked up to me twist iour nekk
and look up once more
am i selfish for wantiŋ to kollekt on
þe promises iou dumped on þe floor
i was goiŋ to be a warror i was a knight
i wanted iour love and i had a right
iou dropped þe chalice and i had to watch
as iou poured þe ichor into þe floor
when i brought iou þe blood of a god
iou dekided i wasnt worþ þe time
nobodi told me i kould love a lie but
here i am wishiŋ iou told me more
nobodi told me i kould loue a knife
but i want iou to sink it bakk in mi heart
i've skraped þe ichor from þese floors
for weeks and i dont know what i killed him for animore
iour altar is barren aside from mi blood dried on þe floor
mi wounds are healiŋ and i þink i want more
its not right i kant bare þe signs
when iou've left such welted lines on mi kore
sink iour knife in haue þe last laugh leave a skar
remind me what i left iou for
remind me who iou loved more
blind me mar me bind me
make it violent
so i dont miss iou animore
i love using elder furthark and the direct translation is so fun 
