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Tvillingstjerne
10:20
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Neste gang er det over
Løgn, svik, tilgivelse
Synd og skam, salt i mine sår
Ved Odins galge og Loddfavnes grav
En brønn jeg aldri fant igjen
Forræderske ord, et mantra som er glemt
Ingen sommer, vinter, vår, jeg kjenner kun høst
Lukten av saltvann i det fjerne
Og stikkende svovel i det nære
Det skriker som faen under huden, 24/7: 365
Sorg, hat og død var engler ved min krybbe
De eneste som fortsatt er med meg
Når jeg leiter etter min sjels speilbilde i to kølsvarte øyne
Jeg vil utlevere en løgn, så nær sannheten at jeg ikke ser skille
Vise fram det svarte i en annen farge
Men et hjerte som banker skal motstand finne
Poesi og tragedie, en verdig finale
Som Njord og Skade, som Frøy og Gerd
Verden er tidløs og syklisk for meg
14 måneder med selvransakelse
Dypere, mer intenst og råttent
Det er som om all tid har stått stille
Kaster stjålne blikk og er mer sjelden enn vakker
Det handler ikke lengre om oss
Kun ulykkelighet og abstinenser
Øyeblikket som endrer en dag
Øyeblikket som ender alt
Tragiske tanker og håpløse år
Jeg forlot en verden som vendte meg ryggen
Fremmede takter og disharmoni
Er det tilflukt å finne i askens holt?
Jeg forbanner en bitterhet som bunner i frykt
Nidkjær er jeg blitt, feig og stum
For noe i meg er ødelagt når det eneste lyset er fravær av smerte
Innerst inne gråter jeg men utad snakker jeg flytende stillhet
Kan vårt møte ha vært en ulykke?
Hva er egentlig vrakpanten på et liv?
En hul fasade, et tomt skall
Et minne om vondskapen som kom inn i verden
Monumental i sin smerte som den herlige sorgen over egen død
Det usagte ord om lengsel og lidelse, stemmer om natt og nærhet
Et forsøk på å vende min supernova til en tosom tvillingstjerne
Et minne fra den tiden mennesker hadde to ansikter og én sjel
Med skyer malt som blod er jeg todelt blant stjerner
Synger om en verden som atter skal bli
I et ensomt liv går poesi og synd hånd i hånd
Takk og farvel - på vegne av venner
Jeg fant det ene lyset i et fremmed språk
Men selv med rett tale går ordene forbi
Estetikk og kunst er et overfladisk dyp
Og nattlyset ditt det kjenner sine grenser
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2. |
I Am Tomorrow
07:52
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I Am Tomorrow
Now today was good to me
Today has been my friend
More than any day could be
I never want this day to end
Now I don't see shadows
My face towards the sun
The brightness of the universe
It all exists in truthful eyes
I come from a land where all hope is dead
Illuminated by the bridges in flames
Noone held my hand when it was bloody
And I sat in a corner alone
Noone read the diary written all over my skin
All the people from my past
Know a version of me that don't exist
All the people from my past
Know a version of me that I have killed
I have endured
I have known hardship
There are times where I've lost myself
And there were times where I was broken
All these imperfections made me stronger each passing day
Through sickness and health
Through better or worse
I'm raising my standards for a better life
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3. |
My Name Is Ruin
09:31
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When she speaks to me of silence, it's the silence inbetween
I'm reminded of something I never had
And how I never deserved your kindness
The inside glows like an inferno in the darkness
The canvas of a body and a heart torn to shreds
Internalizing your pain into myself
I'm in love with the darkness inside of you
But you can't put your arms around a memory - it's true
Awaken in burning woods
Where dreams die first
A deteriorating will to life
My name is Ruin and it's too fucking late
I burnt out lifetimes ago
The smell of sulphur surrounds me
I drown in ashes of past mistakes
Flaws - I got them
Laws - I broke them
Dues - I paid them
Scars - I bare them
Lessons - I learned them
Problems - still got them
Wounds - I carve them
Words - I sing them
Cursed with visions, still I'm struck blind by your beauty
All the clouds from all over the world are on top of me
An escape from reality, how could we ever be?
Escape from reality, watch you escape from me
An escape from reality, all I could ever be
Escape from reality, watch you escape from me
Everything you do to me hurts and still I keep coming back for more
This time I won't stay where I'm needed I will go where I am loved
I will leave you and your entire world behind
You had your chance, I already forgot your smile
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Stormvær i måneskinn
05:35
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Noe i deg er sluppet løs i natt
Ild og is som fletter lenker
Jotunkraft, ei av vanaætt
Ingen alv og ingen åsynje
Gyger, tidløs som isen
Urein, vakker, berserkergang
Datter av Muspell og Nivl
Et stormvær i måneskinn
Et hedensk hjerte minnes livet
Og femten ånder i det gamle speilet
Noe skriker under huden
Det er lysets sanne hælvete
I rødt og svart og med vakre toner
Leken, naken og likbleik hud
Begjæret kjenner ingen grenser
For den som er min Gerd i heim
Fra Lidskjalv så jeg livets ende
Skjebner, stjerner, blod og hjerter
Sår i natta, sår i speilet
Takter av en selvmordsdans
Gere, Freke, Skoll og Hate
Mettes av min undergang
Surt slår hardt og Loke smiler
Frøy og Frøya nyter hud
En port er åpna og jeg frykter livet
Hvem er her for meg når Hugin drar sin vei?
Magiske galdre sender stormer vekk
Aldri trodde jeg at krigen kunne føles slik
Alt er tomhet og jeg er ille ute
Når jeg blir værende for å råtne på rot
Alle er blitt blinde her, det er ingen som spør nå
Hvordan kan en slagen mann reise seg for en ny dag?
Brennende hat og et frosset hjerte
Nattlige riter sender frosten hjem
Et urskrik gir ekko gjennom gråbeins tegn
Igjen er jeg hjemsøkt av kjente runer
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5. |
Queen of Hearts
06:18
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I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A scarred doll of hatred I see me
I give birth to myself upon a framed picture of sorrow
In my heart and memory I die twice
What's in my heart differs from what's in my arms
The cleft between your world and mine
The constant scream beneath the skin
Grey is the colour of love
And black is the name for my soul
A desolate expression
And lack of honesty with friends
But you know birds sing for poor people too
And flowers grow in concrete and steep hills
You don't need perfection to have beauty
And you don't need traumas to have a past
By all my burning candles I see faces in the dark
Shadows in my mind
And whispers in my head
Throw the sand against the wind
Watch it hit you in the face
Feed the priest to the flame
No human morals allowed
My doubts, my fears
My pride and lust
My guilt, my tears
My lack of trust
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6. |
The Solace of Rain
08:43
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I met the Devil with an angelic face
They say true friends don't lie
But all this time I was falling apart
Happy memories are only cremations
Knowing yesterday could be my last
I must do this now, to get rid of my pride
My own world isn't safe anymore
I'm lonely as the silence calls
And hopeless as the ashes fall
I am not God, nor do I wish to be
But if blinded I am, with no strings attached
I'm prepared to make this day my last
Praying what I do is right
I'm near the struggles end
Wandering towards the light
I can never make amend
The source of my ruin is the craving in my life
The last war of silence, the battle within
I'm prepared to release myself and to be free from my sin
My inner happy place in ruins
Scorned by the fire of my doom
It's a drama on a stage I denied
Willingly the curtains close on my performance
Happy memories are now only cremations
I'll take what's mine and then some more
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7. |
Scars and Sinners
07:33
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Tonight, in silent reflections I look back at my past
Serving a life sentence for crimes I didn't commit
Sitting on my throne of tears, a mercy seat unplugged
It's my heart that's broken and not the spine
So you get the attention, but you won't get the love
This universe was built on my own blood and soil
I am the one who decides who may enter
And those who do: Abandon all hope
My strength is in loyalty and not in your numbers
A clearer vision with a smaller circle
Because people don't care for you when you're alone
They only care when they themselves may profit
The misanthropy has gotten to my head
I'm back in the river where I drowned myself
And still waters they run deeper than before
I turn to the sky and shout in vain:
Why did you come and make me so alone?
But the wind replies with the same words again:
The strongest hearts have the deepest scars!
So I wear mine on the outside while you touch with tainted hands
All your speech has made me numb and cold
I won't listen to your fake words of praise
And all your criticism is lost on me
You will never reach the surface as I hid away the key
I'm my own minds prisoner wounded by the pain
Lying on my back and waiting to be free
Grabbing at my head filled with hurting memories
Driving me insane and keeping me awake
Wanting to fall asleep, now the world is grey
Get some rest and close my eye
I don't want to see how my life has fallen apart
Can't wash away the blood that coloured my arms
Amble down the darkened path
Wandering towards the light
Feet are torned on jagged stones
Obscured by nightly mist
What compels me to move?
The predatory eyes upon me
Drunk on the scent of blood
They stalk as I talk to gods
Blinking is becoming harder
Heartbeats are now only voluntary
Vocabularies become just stutters
Breathing is starting to scare me
Call it fear, but I think it runs deeper
Almost to the point of a description
This is inching closer and closer
A snake-like shadow will cover my mind
Throw the eyes of a saint in the hands of a sinner
May the blood of the damned lead our minds to salvation
In this war made for gods in a peace from the devils
From the hands of a mortal
Between twilight, a breaking day
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ÆRA Drammen, Norway
Created by Ulf in late 2016, as a way to release ideas and sonic landscapes nurtured since the 90's that didn't match the
other ongoing bands/projects.
Our motivation is to bring back some of the old ways, thoughts and visions that our ancestors created and experienced, which became our roots.
Æra is:
Stein Akslen: Vocals, lyrics
Ulf Niklas Kveldulfsson: All Instruments
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