I'm trying to cover all bases here. A little something from Dimmu Borgir, complete with English translation:
http://www.dimmu-borgir.com/video/sorgens-kammer-del-II.mpgThe echoes of silence sets the hour
Gagged in the chains of depression, I fall away
No more will I be bolted fast to the anchor of melancholy
But finally get my wish fulfilled - for leaving
Did I drink too much from the goblet of optimism?
Did I take the vanity of joy for granted?
For my battle against the pain of emptiness - this intoxication of the angst of death
Is all that remains - that is mine
In my loneliness I still know
That I have none to thank but myself
This is why I keep my calm
As the rope tightens around my neck
In my loneliness I still know
That I have none to thank but myself
This is why I keep my calm
As the rope tightens around my neck
Mute witnesses cannot give comfort
The common man in the assembly of the gravechoir
This land of perdition
I created with my own hands
This intense attraction to the portals of death
A wandering study of tearful black mass
Controlled since the dawning of time
But something I would never let go - was the sorrow
In my loneliness I still know
That I have none to thank but myself
This is why I keep my calm
As the rope tightens around my neck