When recording the album and then releasing it this track always felt like some sort of "hit". I really felt it stood out and still do, but in retrospect I feel that there are too many other gems on "Blackarts" to justify giving this track special treatment. But it does have all the strong melodies, breaks, solos and synth lines in such overwhelming abundance that it feels like a perfect Elvira Madigan song. The imprtance of this track can be proven by the fact that bits and pieces of it are spread throughout the entire album. As for instance "Drakens Tarar" and "Multna Sidor ur Min Dagbok" which are more or less just excerpts from this song. Many of the lyrics on "Blackarts" are about seances or rituals in some way and I sort of liked twisting them into different aspects so that a story more or less unfolded. It can be rather amusing trying to see the occult from different points of view. This one is about the male sacrifice that founds himself chained to a stonetable with Dark Angels performing rituals around and above him. What would go through ones mind if put into that situation? That's a hard question to answer and I sincerly hope I'll not find that out myself one day!

Total running time: 5:10 Svartnatt Stenen under min rygg är kall Ikring mig ligger Natten tät Där svarta änglar dansar kring min kropp Trär sen snaran runt min hals Ristar i min hud - Skär isär mitt kött Och kysser sen min mun Jag ligger än - Här i änglarnas knä Är jag död? Eller lever jag? Är allt blott en Nattsvart dröm Men smärtan skär så djupt i min själ Den måste vara sann - Åh Gud dom har mig ihjäl "Och ur deras ögon rinner mitt Blod" Jag är kedjad fast på ett iskallt bord Jag blundar hårt i min dröm Som slöjor som dras över Himmelens valv Från här där jag ligger så Slits dom isär alla En efter En Som om byten dom var för en utsvulten Midvinters Natt Svartnatt Svartnatt, svartkatt, svarta Himmel Som ovanfrån håller mig Kedjad fast i famnen på Nattens barn Det finns ingen frälsning - Det finns inget hopp Från Mardrömmens Moder som skändar min kropp Med vidöppna armar omfamnas jag

"BlackNight (sort of a name in Swedish)" The stone under my back is cold Around me the Night lies fallen Where darkened angels dance around my body They then put the noose around my neck Carves in my skin - Cuts my flesh apart And afterwards - kiss my mouth I still lie - In the lap of the angels Am I dead? Or am I alive? Is everything but a NightBlack dream But the pain cuts so deep in my soul It must be true - Oh God they're taking my very life "And out of their eyes runs my Blood" I am chained onto an icecold table I close my eyes in this dream Like veils dragged over the Skies Welkin From where I lie I can see How they're torn apart one by one As if prey they were for a starved Midwinters Night BlackNight BlackNight, blackcat, black sky from above keeps me Chained in the arms of the Children of the Night There is no salvation - There is no hope From the Mother of Nightmares Who desecrates my body With wideopen arms I am embraced