Smartan tar sjalen, en tystnadens tar faller
Mot sorgedrankt jord, den svartaste mull
Den tunga svarta som blindar min syn
Darrandes pa kna, varlden faller sakta ned
Mina hander fylls, med livets vatten
Detta varma flode, jag gar stilla han
Slapper mitt svaga grepp, forlost fran vaven
Fran de bojor, som fjattrat mig
Vader fram I morkret I minnenas flod
Ett andlost ropande efter dodens strand
Svagt skymtar hon, vars son jag ar
Djupet och morkret, farsontes bittra moder
Faller pa kna infor, hennes sjukliga prakt
Hennes kalla barm, valkomnar mig ater...
English translation:
Pain consumes the soul, a tear of silence falls
In soil drenched with sorrow, blackest earth
Heavy blackness blinds my sight
On trembling knees, the world slowly falls
My hands fill with the water of life
A warm flow, I gently perish
I release my feeble grip, delivered from the web
From the chains that have fettered me
I wade through the dark in the river of memories
An endless call for the shores of death
I dimly discern her, she whose son I am
The abyss and the dark, the bitter mother of pestilence
I fall down on my knees before her sickly splendour
Her cold bosom greets my return...
1 | Vedergallningens Tid |
2 | Pagan War |
3 | Vaggvisa |
4 | Det Sargade Landet |
5 | En Fallen Fader |
6 | Den Sista Striden |
7 | Dodsfard |
8 | Skymningsresa |
9 | Ravenous |
10 | Doden |