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lyrics
---ENG below---
Podoba, spoločne s pamäťou,
Bledne, v spomienkach zaniká
Len hlas šeptom nesie sa
Sťa slová cudzieho jazyka
Tiché sú dni mojich návratov
V miesto kde spytujem svedomie
Opováž okúsiť chladných vôd
Nad hlavou sa ti hladina uzavrie
Hlavou dolu! Balvan na duši
Oči dokorán, kajúc sa po rokoch studu
Húfy umrlcov sú moji najbližší
Napriahnu dlane a s láskou ma privinú,
Stiahnu ma ku dnu!
Mráz, dlane ti spáli
Šutre jak britva, kde krok trvá roky
V ľadový očistec brány
Pokorných hriešnikov smerujú kroky
Som chlad, som živel, som jazero
Keď priehrady zahatia potoky
Odváž sa hľadať
Hľadať čo prehltlo jazero
Hlavou dolu! Balvan na duši
Oči dokorán, kajúc sa po rokoch studu
Húfy umrlcov sú moji najbližší
Napriahnu dlane a s láskou ma privinú,
Stiahnu ma ku dnu!
Kde odhodím hnev tam stúpa môj duch
Kde padla pýcha tam stúpa môj duch
Kto prelomí ľad zazrie viac než len svoj odraz
V bezvetrí na pokojnej hladine
Márnivá cesta ku hviezdam
Tým čo odmietnu čeliť vlastnej hlbine
Kto zmyje svoj hriech krstom v plesách
Topiacich duše sa ľadovcov
Nanovo zrodený v mrazivej vode plies
Topiacich duše sa ľadovcov
Kde padla pýcha tam stúpa môj duch
Kde utonul žiaľ tam stúpa môj duch
Zjazvená tvár
Z temnoty sa norí na svetlo tak ako toľkýkrát
Súkromný chrám
No vykúpiť dušu smieš vždy iba dočasne
Krv prýšti ti z rán
Rudé stopy na skalách naspäť ťa privedú
Kde praská ľad
A prízraky v ozvenách života tancujú
---ENG---The Lake---
Likeness, together with memory
Fades out of time and vanishes
Only the voice remains, still carried by whispers
As if spoken in foreign languages
Silent are the days of my return
To the place where I search my conscience
Dare to delve in these cold waters
As the surface closes overhead
Head down! A boulder upon my soul
Eyes wide, to repent after years of shame
Hordes of corpses are my kin,
They open their arms and with love embrace me,
Pulling me into the depths!
Frost burns your hands
Stones like razors, where a single step takes years,
Towards the glacial purgatory gates
Dragged are meek sinners for the sake of their peers
I’m the cold, I’m winter, I’m the lake,
When the dams flood the streams
Dare to search for
To search for what’s beneath the surface
Head down! A boulder upon my soul
Eyes wide, to repent after years of shame
Hordes of corpses are my kin,
They open their arms and with love embrace me,
Pulling me into the depths!
Where I forgo anger there rises my spirit
Where my pride falls there rises my spirit
Who breaks the ice will see more than their reflection
In silence upon the calm surface
Ill fated is the path to the stars for those
Who refuse to face their own chasms
Who washes their sins in mountain lakes
Of the melting glaciers of the soul
Born anew from the freezing water
Of the melting glaciers of the soul
Where my pride falls there rises my spirit
Where sorrow is lessened there rises my spirit
A scarred face
From the depths it rises into the light like so many times before
A private temple
You can only redeem your soul for so long
Blood pours from your wounds
Red tracks on the rocks will bring you back
To where the ice breaks
And the specters dance to the echoes of life
What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music. Sælzer Bub
I don't know about others, but I personally feel melancholic rather than depressed. The atmosphere is so thick that you can cut it with a knife, and after listening to this album (twice in a row), I can safely say that it will not end with two listens Kurt Von Jazzenhoff