Dall'opera Islandese: Rannveig Sif Sigurdardottir

Sof?u unga astin min. uti regni? gr?tur.. Mamma geymir gullin ?in. gamlan legg og voluskrin.. Vi? skulum ekki vaka um dimmar n?tur.. . ?a? er margt sem myrkri? veit.

Denying Horizons

Searching for a better way as we move on. The enduring pain of yesterday. The cold fear in your eyes. What will become of me as time goes by?. The harm and the hurt I've felt, I cannot deny.

Distance

Distance between us has grown from the start. Were we always meant to be so far apart?. So far apart. I've come too far to be told that I've fallen. That I have fallen short again.

Denial Of Fate

I wanna be close to you, baby, as I can get. Close to you, baby, as water is wet. Close to you, baby, as hair on your head. Close to you, babe, you better believe what I said.

Deliverance

[Music: Wojtek Lisicki / Christian Nyquist]. [Instrumental].

Dusty Road

There`s a man in the factory, working from 9 to 5. livin` just a normal lifecomes home in the evening, watching then TV. where`s the sense, can you tell me ?.

Dream Of The World

Not like the brazen giant of greek fame. with conquering limbs astride from land to land. here at our sea-washed sunset gates shall stand. a mighty woman with a torch.

Don't Look Back, My Friend

Have you ever felt lonely ? Have you ever felt weak ?. Didn`t you know which way to go ? Was your low at it`s peak ?. . If you say, you don`t know this, truth is only a word.

Detestation

Go. . Damned survival of the damned. Cultural genocide fractured psyche. Termite's nest of sprawling filth. White noise hordes of dissidence. . Detestation, detestation.

Delirium

Stuck in a stalemate. The struggle to breathe and live. We increase the dosage. To cope with the pressure. Free me from the pain. Never again. That's what we say.

Dead Sea Scroll Deception

Heading for corruption. No spirit or conscience. A bloodbath in waiting. On the threshold of peace. . Sabotage the history. Soak the pain in apathy. Hide the toll of misery.

Darkness Of Ignorance

Shall we condemn ourselves. Knowing the shit that goes on. Fooling yourselves to the point. That you just don't belong. Bring me the head of the one. Who decides what is right.

Deus Ex Machina

Deus ex machina.... . After ten rainy summers. And nine destructive winters. There was hardly nothing left. . But a bare and sore ground. Lite a stripped and dried out soul.

Distrust

How could you know. Running in circles with your eyes wide open. It's not enough for you to hear me say. Things don't have to be, be this way. Mental ascent will give you nothing, nothing.

Distorted

Distorted reality. Truth behind, not to see. Focus of life means twisting negative. Draining deeper fears by a quest to live. . Suffering down perpetual destruction.

Departure

Altered state of mind induced by terror. Repression, placed out of consciousness. Most profound betrayal. Most painful revelation. Dissociated memories.

Dealing With Ignorance

There is no justice in their path. The way of peace is not decerned. Mention Christ in effect. Stubbornly cacks will turn. Void of knowledge declining to understand.

Dead Silence

Darkened

Enduring a steady assault. To maintain civilization. Violent society illustrates. The industrialized nation. . Godless act of. Environment predation. Committed by the dark side.

Drowning

icy water pulls me down, surrounding me. drifting with the gentle stream,. embracing me too weary to reach the surface. . a soldier of fortune bearing arms.