Arden Jann Insensitive Lyrics

Insensitive Lyrics

based on the poem "Tragediens Trone" by John Henrik Svaren,
is
translated by the undersigned,
and hereby dedicated to Kristoffer Garm
Rygg

Hear!
From this day forth
are the heights of Horeb
broken
and the sea of sulphur-ice.

And blasphemy!
in heaven's
chambers:
Souls had fled their halls
and closed was the book of
life.
And behold!
The great, white throne:
black
with sacred
blood

Our father -
Dead by his own hands:
an epitaph
worthy no
king.

And so is everything
a nameless lie.
Who, my god,
am
I?

Man knows me
as Lucifer, the serpent of old.
The wretched hold
my banner high.
Your gift
- all life! -
I grant a grave
Yet I am
not your death.

Come carry forth the crown
to your once held
throne.
Here is where my suffering should cease
- but alas; I am
crowned
in grief unheard of!

In this lone monarchy
- without a
friend of foe -
I greet the mourning sun
with strife and a
song:
Please speak my name!
And leave me not
in the dust of
death.

I am weighed down
beneath the tragedy crown,
-
nameless,
and alone,
a fatherless son.

JHS 1996