Lágnætti [English translation]

Where are you now. I can't find you here.

I'm sitting by your side and your warmth is gone away.

All things must wither, and meet their death.

I wounded you and betrayed, with my nasty game.

The price is too high, when your heart is open wide.

Bitter spiteful mind, I constantly torment myself.

In death's cruel claw, grief struck at the thread.

I miss you already and bid farewell my love.

I try to stand tall, knowing I'll end alone.

Because the black hatred in our hearts is our lord.

Life's reserve has fallen in trance.

Total surrender, the battle is lost, I find myself on my knees.

Dancing on a blade, limping and hurt.

• Artist:Sólstafir
• Album:Ótta