Innestengt i eikekiste,
livet nektes deg å miste.
Sansene i evig våke,
mugg og mørke, fuktig råte.

Panikk som griper, pust som hiver,
sorte klør som skraper, river,
gjennom smerten, angsten, vreden,
lange rift i kisteveden.

Levende og vak gravd ned,
ønsket evig, ensom fred.
Åndedrag i sakte kvelen,
ingen frihet gitt til sjelen.

Panikk som griper, pust som hiver,
sorte klør som skraper, river,
gjennom smerten, angsten, vreden,
lange rift i kisteveden.

Eim av muld og vassen jord,
kald og tørket rødsvart blod.
Never revet opp til benet.
Innestengt for dødens scene.




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    General CommentThis is my attempt at translating this cool song, but bear in mind that most of these lyrics only make any real sense in norwegian..

    "Locked Inside an Oak Chest"

    Locked inside an oak chest
    Life refuses to loosen its grip around you
    The senses on eternal alert
    mould and darkness, wet rot

    Panic that grips you, breath that throws
    Black claws that scrape and tear
    Through the pain, anger, wrath
    Long scratchmarks in the chestwood

    Buried alive and awake
    Wished for eternal peace in solitude
    Breaths being slowly choked
    No freedom given to the soul

    Panic that grips you, breath that throws
    Black claws that scrape and tear
    Through the pain, anger, wrath
    Long scratchmarks in the chestwood

    A scent of dirt and wet earth
    Cold and dried redblack blood
    Fists torn up to the bone
    Locked inside the scene of death
    Ddaduttaon June 04, 2006   Link
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    General CommentThis is my attempt at translating this cool song, but bear in mind that most of these lyrics only make any real sense in norwegian..

    "Locked Inside an Oak Chest"

    Locked inside an oak chest
    Life refuses to loosen its grip around you
    The senses on eternal alert
    mould and darkness, wet rot

    Panic that grips you, breath that throws
    Black claws that scrape and tear
    Through the pain, anger, wrath
    Long scratchmarks in the chestwood

    Buried alive and awake
    Wished for eternal peace in solitude
    Breaths being slowly choked
    No freedom given to the soul

    Panic that grips you, breath that throws
    Black claws that scrape and tear
    Through the pain, anger, wrath
    Long scratchmarks in the chestwood

    A scent of dirt and wet earth
    Cold and dried redblack blood
    Fists torn up to the bone
    Locked inside the scene of death
    Ddaduttaon June 04, 2006   Link

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