Paroles et traduction Dimmu Borgir - Sorgens Kammer (Del II)

Sorgens Kammer (Del II)

Minnenes ekko stiller timen
Kneblet i tungsinnets lenker faller jeg ifra
Ikke lenger vil jeg være boltet fast i vemodighetens anker
Men endelig få lengselen slukket - Etter å dra
Drakk jeg for meget av livhåpets krus
Tok jeg gledens forfengelighet for gitt
For min strid mot tomhetens smerte - Denne dødsangstens rus
Er det eneste ene igjen - Som er mitt
I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre å takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig når
Repet strammes rundt min nakke
I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre å takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig når
Repet strammes rundt min nakke
Stumme vitner kan ei gi trøst
Menigmann i gravkorets forsamling vil aldri fatte
Det landet av fortapelse
Jeg egenhendig skapte
Denne intense dragning mot dødens portaler
En vandrende studie i gråtkvalt messe-noir
Behersket siden tidenes morgen
Men noe jeg aldri lot slippe taket - Var sorgen
I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre å takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig når
Repet strammes rundt min nakke

Chamber of Sorrow (Part II)

Echoes of reminiscence quiet the hour
Shackled in chains of melancholy I descend
No longer will I be bolted down to this anchor of despondency
But finally have the yearning quenched - To depart
Did I drink too deep from the chalice of life's hope
Did I take joy's vanity for granted
For in my strife against the pain of emptiness - This agony's embrace
Is the only solace left - That is mine
In my solitude I yet know
That I have no one else to thank but myself
That is why I am calm when
The rope tightens around my neck
In my solitude I yet know
That I have no one else to thank but myself
That is why I am calm when
The rope tightens around my neck
Mute witnesses cannot give comfort
Common man in the funeral congregation will never understand
The land of perdition
I single-handedly created
This intense pull towards death's portals
An ambulant study in tear-choked mass-noir
Reigning since time's dawn
But something I never let go - Was sorrow
In my solitude I yet know
That I have no one else to thank but myself
That is why I am calm when
The rope tightens around my neck