I often dream of huge numb buildings Jet-black sinister architecture Being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden That few would take notice And when I wake up I imagine being crushed by one Imagining its weight, its silence And the absence of excuses for a havoced life And the privilege of a 22-kilometre tombstone Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation There would be colonies Mushroom-scattered forever out of context Rising spores from a dying world To pollute to chase away what's left Sun-white pulverised desert stone And serpentine lizard mouths Pales away the pyramids Rewriting 4500 years of history Raping the statue of liberty Outplays the acropolis Inverting the fjords Invades the NY skyline to Dream its own existence in one single final word Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation Can we identify them As the flint buried in our reptile skulls Or the time-bomb coded in our DNA? Jotun A body of black That carried no reflection Defying its own room Un-earthly eggs of decreation