This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Óveður
Ský ??? stutt
þokast nær
Umkringja mig
Grá grjón
Óþarfa ævi er þetta [?]
Rata einn
Óséður
Nú úti mig á [?]
Skyggnið hér
Versnandi fer
Stór fljón [?]
Látum nú loka á það
Brim er á
Lát sólstafi brjóta í gegn
Og lýsa mér
Á hverju kvöldi horfði ég áttavilltur
Horfði allt í kringum
Hvað á að gera?
Veit ekki í hvorn fótinn á að stíga
Sama hvað ég geri fastur aftur á jörð
Af hverju þarf allt að vera svona flókið?
Alltaf mæla ég vísum af þér
Það vantar götuljósið til að lýsa
En búið er að sparka þá til dauða
Ský ??? stutt
þokast nær
Umkringja mig
Grá grjón
Óþarfa ævi er þetta [?]
Rata einn
Óséður
Nú úti mig á [?]
Skyggnið hér
Versnandi fer
Stór fljón [?]
Látum nú loka á það
Brim er á
Lát sólstafi brjóta í gegn
Og lýsa mér
Á hverju kvöldi horfði ég áttavilltur
Horfði allt í kringum
Hvað á að gera?
Veit ekki í hvorn fótinn á að stíga
Sama hvað ég geri fastur aftur á jörð
Af hverju þarf allt að vera svona flókið?
Alltaf mæla ég vísum af þér
Það vantar götuljósið til að lýsa
En búið er að sparka þá til dauða
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
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