days and nights Pain did blind his sacrifice More dead than alive Carve the runes the dead to speak Enlight the strong desert the weak The wyrd of the
Life fades away like the days Autumnal rains sweep the plains Once at one's journey's end So short seem our days The eternal arrow of life Points to
Summer bleeds its last shades of green To the darkened pool of dead emotions Pond of decayed dreams and withered love Why should I carry on, when
How chill is morning, how cold its melody. On a season of withering, when time stands still I listened and the wind spoke to me, I heard the woods
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Hiljaa lauloi tuuli Ja kuiskasi lehto Jalkeen sateen Huokasi suruaan maa Tuo tulinen miekka, sakehine saila kanna Kuu pista keskelta halki, ylle auringon
From the depths of the gray Marching and singing they came A noble ancient folk Relic from the days of olde These hearts burns with hate These eyes cry
[Katatonia cover] Sounds of imbalance Sleeps through the never The artificial lightsource Is creeping with flies And this time I break I will never
Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Enter the Tjorvigard, Holy circle of bones Aijeke Davge, Aijeke Vetshera Pierce the reindeer's heart, spill the offerings
Sanat katoaa paperilta Peilikaan ei enaa katso silmiin Jokainen hetki satuttaa Rota punoo verkkoaan Tahdon kadota (Nakymattomana) Tanssia kera aaveiden
Daughter of the forest With a pine garland on her head Binded from twigs and thorns Unsightly, yet radiant Beloved of the woods Daughter of the forest
Metsa mykka, taivas tyyni Luonto suuressa surussaan Loitonnehet linnut kaikki Voisin vaieta Kaus menna Voisin vaieta Niinkuin paiva Lankes laulajan
When the winter nights grow longer And the days have no returnings When the long nights shimmer whitely Over the icy wastes and woods When the northern
Hysterical, irrational. Vortex of utter meaningless Black Hole Delirium. Cast into the starshaped void The misanthrope's masterplan, call forth the forces
Laske unesi tuonen virtaan Kuoleman kylmille maille Laske toivosi Rotan huomaan Pohjolan kyisille maille Lyhyeen kesaan Ikiroutaan
Repikaa auki portit Matalat seinat kaatakaa Tie saattueelle Kuoleman kulkueelle Kalivagi Raskas on tulevaisuus Synkka kuin menneisyys Nouskaa ja
Still Holding on to a memory (of a dream) Clung to a ghost of the past, I am entangled in a maze (of the self) With no way out ...Alive Tired of
Hear the tune from the woodlands Ghastly, forlorn Hear the song of the forest Pale, eternal! I carve the runes for the spirits to speak For the ghosts
