The sun sets below the foam of the ocean
And the shore is fast asleep
I stood on the mountain and sang
When my verses hit the water they were already dead

I know where the sun sleeps at night
Down in the lonely sea
I know where the sun hides at night
Up a tall spruce-tree

The song vanished behind the pine-trees
And the dusk cried it away
Below the depths of the ever storming sea
My song of something that will never return

I know where the sun sleeps at night
Down in the lonely sea
I know where the sun hides at night
Up a tall spruce-tree

Struck by your words like stones
The grief comes like winters cold, cutting breath
I want to turn the sun and the moon from their paths
And press the countless stars in my fist

I shall curse this world
Turn back the sun
Turn back the moon
I shall curse this world
Turn back the day
Turn back the night
And when I have trampled it all underfoot
Smiling I'll turn my back on life

I know where I'll sleep tonight
Down in the lonely sea
And when the dawn has blown upon its fire
I'll rest deep below the depressing sea.

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 all hope is gone?

Come the autumn, come the rain
Wash away all the bitterness and hate

Fall - Come the autumn
Fall - Come the rain

Carve it to the firs, carve it to the oaks
Scream it to the stars, shout it at the world
Dwelling in self-pity, in self-caused pain
All bridges burnt, the only way is down

Come the autumn, come the rain
Come the nightfall, welcome death

Fall - Come the autumn
Fall - Come the rain

Fall - Come the end.

Enter my inmost night
As Pestilence I'll arrive
A plague upon your Christian beliefs
Malignant disease with no redeem
A wolf, feasting on the sheep's
Black as pitch, cold as ice
Traveller of darker paths

Vargtimmen -
Even darkness dims
Welcome despair and pain
Overwhelming grimness

This is my hour!

The moon lays hidden
Behind the northern gale
I am the unseen eyes of thunder
The cold, freezing touch of winter's veil
An icy breath of melancholy
Upon your heart, upon your soul.

Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
Cruel be the wind that carries this tune,
Song Clad in mourning veil.
Deaf be the ears that it falls upon,
Sorrow so overwhelming.

Forever and forever more
She'll haunt these moors
Eternally and even beyond
She'll dance in the early morning mists

In autumn, in summer, in spring
In winters chilling wind
Over moors and beyond lakes
It echoes ever mourning

In autumn, in summer, in spring
In winters chilling wind
Over moors and beyond lakes
The Sad song of the Woods

Longing, yearning / wishful, dread
Plaintive, mourning / woeful, weary
Cold be the mind and cold be the soul,
Cold as glacial waters in late autumn.
Cold be heart that carries such wounds,
She grieves, unsilent.

Forever and forever more
She'll haunt these moors
Eternally and beyond
She'll dance in the early morning mists

In autumn, in summer, in spring
In winters chilling wind
Over moors and beyond lakes
It echoes ever mourning

In autumn, in summer, in spring
In winters chilling wind
Between the seasons it echoes
The Sad song of the Woods.

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