IntroVertigo - Koldbrann

En lukket sirkel…

Kabinett av innestengte redsler

Eutanasiens regime bak jernslåtte dører

Uten fornemmelse for perspektiv og retning

Altseende fasetter merker mine skritt

Når Jernnatten senker seg over

Og alle veier fører til tomrom

Når hver døde vinkel skjuler en fiende

Og de lammede skarer griper til vanmakt

Fra bevegerens skueplass

Gjort til gjenstand

For sadistisk, kjølig betraktning

Skrinne sjeler, den iscenesatte virkelighet

På vent for det siste teppefall

Livets diametrale motsats

Står for meg klart, som i en åpenbaring

Sprunget ut fra en indre singularitet

Morderisk og Briljant

Når stengslene brytes, og hånden tar over viljen

Og kniven kjører seg fast i ditt liv

Når jeg ser Dødskampen i dine øyne

Er vi ikke lenger fremmede, du og jeg

English

A closed circle…

Cabinet of confined fears

Regime of Euthanasia behind iron barred doors

Without sense for perspective and direction

All-seing facets are tracing my steps

When the Iron Night falls over

And all roads lead to void

When each dead angle conceals an enemy

And the paralysed flocks grasp for despair

From the prime mover’s theatre

Subjected to

Sadistic, cold analysis

Shallow souls, the staged reality

On hold till the final curtain falls

The diametrical opposite of life

Stands clear to me, as in a revelation

Sprung out from an inner singularity

Murderous and Brilliant

When the barricades breach

As the hand takes over the will

And the knife jams into your life

When I see the Death Struggle in your eyes

Are we no longer strangers, you and I

A closed circle…

Cabinet of trapped horrors

The euthanasia regime behind iron-clad doors

Without a sense of perspective and direction

All-seeing facets mark my steps

When Iron Night sinks over

And all roads lead to emptiness

When each dead angle hides an enemy

And the paralyzed crowds resort to powerlessness

From the mover's scene

Made the subject

For sadistic, cool consideration

Shrine souls, the staged reality

Waiting for the last carpet fall

The diametrical opposite of life

Stands clear to me, as in a revelation

Jumped from an inner singularity

Murderous and Brilliant

When the fences are broken and the hand takes over the will

And the knife gets stuck in your life

When I see the Battle of Death in your eyes

Are we no longer strangers, you and I.

English

A closed circle…

Cabinet of confined fears

Regime of Euthanasia behind iron barred doors

Without sense for perspective and direction

All-seing facets are tracing my steps

When the Iron Night falls over

And all roads lead to void

When each dead angle conceals an enemy

And the paralyzed flocks grasp for despair

From the prime mover’s theater

Subjected to

Sadistic, cold analysis

Shallow souls, the staged reality

On hold till the final curtain falls

The diametrical opposite of life

Stands clear to me, as in a revelation

Jump out of an inner singularity

Murderous and Brilliant

When the barricades breach

As the hand takes over the will

And the knife jams into your life

When I see the Death Struggle in your eyes

Are we no longer strangers, you and I