Natthymn - Nightshade

Natten slukar himmelen

Himmelen ar fast i dess kaftar

Solen fryser till is

Natten fsr evigt harskar

Llngt harifrln vid stranden av en vilande sjo

Vingklippta anglar faller likt sno

Karga vindar smeker deras lik

Storm bllser kall i dodens vik

Snon fargas rod av anglablod

Av guds tlrar bildas en flod

Snon fargas rod av anglablod

Av guds tlrar bildas en flod

Den sjalsliga vintern vilar tungt

Natten har fallit allt ar lungt

Natten tar antligen vid

Mlnen stilla vakar

Dagen gryr aldrig igen

Evig ar natten i dodens vik

Natten slukar himmelen

Himmelen ar fast i dess kaftar

Solen fryser till is

Natten for evigt harskar

Snon fargas rod av anglablod

Av guds tlrar bildas en flod

Den sjalsliga vintern vilar tungt

Natten har fallit allt ar lungt

The night devours the sky

The sky is fixed in its caftans

The sun freezes to ice

The night is forever rancid

Long haul from the shore of a dormant lake

Wing-clipped anglers fall like sno

Barren winds caress their corpses

Storm blows cold in the bay of death

Snon is colored rod by anglablood

From God's tlars a river is formed

Snon is colored rod by anglablood

From God's tlars a river is formed

The shabby winter rests heavily

The night has fallen, everything is calm

The night is probably taking over

Mlnen still watches

The day never dawns again

Eternal is the night in the bay of death

The night devours the sky

The sky is fixed in its caftans

The sun freezes to ice

The night is forever rancid

Snon is colored rod by anglablood

From God's tlars a river is formed

The shabby winter rests heavily

The night has fallen, everything is calm