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Í brjálæði mínu þótti mér best að finna mér tónlist við hæfi.
Darklands með Jesus & Mary Chain varð fyrir valinu, því ekkert er eins gott í eymdinni og að hlusta á eymd annarra.
Svo hressandi eitthvað:

I´m going to the Darklands
to talk in rhyme
with my chaotic soul
As sure as life means nothing
and all things end in nothing
and heaven I think
is to close to hell
I want to move I want to go
I want to go
oh something won´t let me
go to the place
where the darklands are
and I awake from dreams
to a scary world of screams
and heaven I think
is to close to hell
i want to move I want to go
I want to go
Take me to the dark
Oh God I get down on my knees
and I feel like I could die
by the river of disease
and I feel that I´m dying
and I´m dying
I´m down on my knees
Oh I´m down
I want to go I want to stay
I want to stay.

Og diskurinn rúllaði, meiri eymd, meira volæði, meiri aumingjaskapur.
Endar svo í ástsýkiskasti í lokalaginu:

I can see
that you and me
live our lives in the pouring rain
and the raindrops beat out of time to our refrain
You and me
will win you´ll see
People die in their living rooms
but they do not need this god almighty gloom
There´s something warm about the rain
there´s something warm
there´s something warm
there´s something warm in everything
I know there´s something good
about you, about you
I know there´s something warm
Good about you.

Og nú hata ég ekki heiminn lengur.
Þess í stað er ég orðin ástsjúk.