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**ORIGINAL NORWEGIAN LYRICS (corrected)**
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Minnenes ekko stiller timen
Kneblet i tungsinnets lenker faller jeg ifra
Ikke lenger vil jeg v©¡re boltet fast i vemodighetens anker
Men endelig fa lengselen slukket - Etter a dra

Drakk jeg for meget av livhapets krus
Tok jeg gledens forfengelighet for gitt
For min strid mot tomhetens smerte - Denne d©ªdsangstens rus
Er det eneste ene igjen - Som er mitt

I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre a takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig nar
Repet strammes rundt min nakke

Stumme vitner kan ei gi tr©ªst
Menigmann i gravkorets forsamling vil aldri fatte
Det landet av fortapelse
Jeg egenhendig skapte

Denne intense dragning mot d©ªdens portaler
En vandrende studie i gratkvalt 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 a takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig nar
Repet strammes rundt min nakke

--ENGLISH TRANSLATION--

The echo of memories sets the hour
Bound in the chains of gloom I fall from..
No longer will I be bolted to the anchor of melancholy
But finally to get my longing extinguished - To leave

Perhaps I drank to much of the mugs of life¡¯s hope
Did I take the vanity of pleasure for granted
For my battle against the pain of emptiness - This trip of death anxiety
Is the only thing left - That is mine

In my solitude I know anyway (that)
I have no one to thank but myself
That is why I am calm
When the noose tightenes around my neck

Mute witnesses can not comfort
The common man in the funeral choir, I will never comprehend
The land of damnation
Which I singlehandedly created

This intense pull towards the portals of death
A walking study in tearfully choked Messe Noir (black mass)
Mastered since the dawning of time
But something that I never let go of - Was the sorrow

In my solitude I know anyway (that)
I have no one to thank but myself
That is why I am calm
When the noose tightenes around my neck

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Sorgens Kammer del II
Dimmu Borgir

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