Sanoja: Unni Wilhelmsen. Grey Encounter.

Through channels I can't see
Towards unknown locations
Of materials I can't feel
With sounds like nothing ever heard
I go

In rooms I made myself
Of time and single moment
Like bricks joined with sement,
alone with everything
I am

From childhood everlasting,
pulled out of history
-all that's still intact,
and mixed it down to me
I did

So entering the ending
The first one of it's kind
Secretly surrendering,
finally with you
I stay

Like bricks joined with sement,
alone at last with you
I stay