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Innestengt I Eikekiste Lyrics
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.
livet nektes deg å miste.
Sansene i evig våke,
mugg og mørke, fuktig råte.
sorte klør som skraper, river,
gjennom smerten, angsten, vreden,
lange rift i kisteveden.
ønsket evig, ensom fred.
Åndedrag i sakte kvelen,
ingen frihet gitt til sjelen.
sorte klør som skraper, river,
gjennom smerten, angsten, vreden,
lange rift i kisteveden.
kald og tørket rødsvart blod.
Never revet opp til benet.
Innestengt for dødens scene.
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This 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
This 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