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Defently the most intruiging songs I did during this first recordingsession. It is eerie how it provides a glimpse into the direction I am to take eventually. It is still one of my absolute favourite tracks and I just go nuts everytime I put it into the CD player. If You can't wait for the eventual release of the "Elvira Madigan" album I strongly suggest getting the first edition of "Blackarts" where this track is included in the bonustrack section. Anyway, this track starts off with a beautiful introduction followed by a heavy interlude and then blasts off with the metalriffing (twisted into Speed Metal) formely used in my previous band called Andalucia. The song has a lot of different riffings, like for instance the acoustic guitar-lines which are here featured with distortion and note that the ending riff is the very same that starts "Vanhelgedom" off. It is a rather nice idea to frame the entire album in this way. The story is remarkable. It is the chilling tale of a man who gazes down a black well and sees his own face in the mirroring waters, and then after shedding a single tear (consisting of a drop of blood) that breaks the mirror apart, he no longer finds his reflection in the water. He thus needs to bend to the will of fate and cast himself into the well to die as th einterpretation of the vision is that if the reflection is gone, the object causing the reflection can not be there either. By the way, the incorrect grammatically phrased title becomes fully comprehensable if one reads the entire line it is featured in. It was just a silly idea to lift out a phrase of the lyrics that sounded neat and somewhat "wrong". |
 Jag stirrar djupt ner i Brunnens gap Med blicken tom och fylld av hat En Nattsvart pil genom bröst och själ Men hjärtat slår på Silverfat Ett Nattsvart himlavalv jag ser I mörkrets dunkla djup I korpens fjäderskrud till Gryningens ljus Och nu Längst där nere Jag ser en man Som stirrar tillbaks på mig Men allt blir grumligt Och snart suddas allt ut Står jag, jag ensam kvar? Från Ögat når en Blodröd Tår För min själs alla öppna sår Ner till vattenytan som bryter Natten itu I skärvor allt för en ensam droppe Blod Från mig... "Ytan samlar sina skärvor Och spegeln blir åter hel igen Men svunnen är Han" Jag blundar hårt och gör mitt val Blott ett steg från brunnens djup När dagen gryr är allt förbi... |
 I stare deep into the open jaws of the Well With an empty gaze and full of hatred A nightly black arrow pierces through both chest and spirit Yet the Heart beats on a silverplate A nightly black welkin I see In the dusky depths of the Dark In ravens feathergarb until the first lights of dawn And now Far down below I see a man Who stares back at me But all turns obscure And soon everything will be gone Do I, I stand left alone? From the Eye Reaches a Bloodred Tear For all the open wounds of my very soul Down to the surface of water and breaks the night apart In splinters for only one drop of Blood From me... "The surface gathers its splinters together And the mirror becomes one again But passed is He!" I close my eyes and make my choice Only but one step from the depths of the Well When daylight arrives everything will have passed... |
