My inspiration for the night - Dimmu Borgir's "Raabjørn speiler Draugheimens skodde" ("Raabjørn Reflects the Mist of Draugheimen")
This song makes me feel like I'm in church; I get this "rapture" feeling, like I'm connected to something of such grace (I used to be forced to go to church when I was younger and I had never, ever felt like what I feel when I listen to this song, or when I had my own intense spiritual experience back in 2009). It must be because it reminds me of Frodo's journey in The Lord of the Rings.
Langt...der borte i mørket
Gjennom tretopper der månelys driver
Langt...der borte i all tåke
Inn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst river
På de mosegrodde steiner de seg viser
Når nattemørket har senket seg over
Ekkoene...fra deres grufulle jamring
Endeløst...du kan høre
I horisonten langt vekk
Skimtes den sigende skådde
Horder av ild rider månelyset i flokk
Ved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt ådde
Den iskalde snøen
Har kommet
Denne gang
I evig fokk
Far...away in the darkness
Where moonlight glides through treetops
Far...away in all fog
Entering through my soul the black river of anxiety
On the mossy stones they show themselves
When darkness has descended upon
The echoes...of their heinous moaning
Endlessly...you can hear
Far away on the horizon
Is glimpsed a gliding mist
Like hordes of fire-riders the moonlight flocks
At dawn they gather at a secluded promontory
The icy snow
Has come
This time
In eternal drift
(translation is my own)
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