I'm mourning I'm mourning You pulled apart my seams Lost the pretty parts of me Good mourning Good mourning Set fire to memories This is not a love story I tried I tried To dive in when you faltered You grabbed my face And held my head down under I gave my all to breathe while under water And now I know The dangers of a broken heart I'm mourning I'm mourning You pulled apart my seams Lost the pretty parts of me Good mourning Good mourning Set fire to memories This is not a love story I tried I tried To steer us from the darkness You took the wheel And told me you would hurt us I gave my all to brake but you're remorseless Now I know The dangers of a broken heart The dangers of a broken heart The dangers of a broken heart I'm mourning I'm mourning You pulled apart my seams Lost the pretty parts of me Good mourning Good mourning Set fire to memories This is not a love story The dangers of a broken heart

It's new moon time, you're seeking Suspect every blurry sight New fallen snow It flatters in the misty light Can you hear them speaking? Tones from a hidden place With a licentious play They reach you in a sensous way Do return! You want to remember his face His everlasting smile The sight of a dream Do return! You want to remember his face His everlasting smile The sight of a dream They're not gods Not human Reality is not far away Not close Is there a reason? Like a laughing silence It hits you every time you turn around Is there a reason? Is there a reason? Is there a reason? Is there a reason? A unique moment fills you Sorrow is far away Such a spiritual sense This balance, undeniable! The tingling in my body Makes me wanna fly Drifting on waves The only sight is new moon's light They're not gods Not human Reality is not far away Not close Is there a reason? Like a laughing silence It hits you every time you turn around Is there a reason?

The moon and the sun Exerted their force A stormy tide Hollered its roar For every wave the anxiety grew And in an instant No sight of you The tide's just gone Oh what have I done Behold the northern shores Once so fair The skerries lonesome and grey And abandoned rockery Now when the ebb current flows Days come and go Deep within I know it's true All I yearn for is you The tide is gone My mind's forlorn The ebb surrounds The islet torn Determined by faith Your waves I await In my self contained yarn I'm trapped I need you back Supposed to find Myself in the ebb But all I found Was a person wrecked Realize my lifeline's with you Our bond of affection Is indispensable All I yearn for is you Behold the northern seaside Once so fertile And now the emptiness reigns The swell soils life The cliff's fortitude Once so defined Now insensibility's Disturbed my mind The tide is gone My mind's forlorn The ebb surrounds The islet torn Determined by faith Your waves I await In my self contained yarn I'm trapped I need you back

As I stood in the shade there beside him And as eyes turned to a paler shade of crimson As I felt cold blood waves running down my spine Then I knew he wouldn't return Maybe I should have known Some things we just have to bear I thought I could - still can't I saw it all coming down That's what life's all about Experience the unknown Now I know I'd rather not Fear is our only foe As I stood in the shade there beside them And as eyes run to a brighter shade of blue again With a glimpse of an eye he did understand Then he knew I wouldn't return Maybe I should have known Some things we just have to bear I thought I could - still can't I saw it all coming down That's what life's all about Experience the unknown Now I know I'd rather not Fear is our only foe

En fager kvinne Ved hallens tunge port står Lyser som en gudinne Med blondt langt hår One day we'll all stand in front of her and get The judgement given by her scale The goddess of rights And the judge of the wrong This is syn's song Free us From the burden we bear From the forthcoming fear Incept the trial It's in your hand End this nightmare Med sverdet hevet hun sier At rett skal være rett Og skal du få komme gjennom porten Så må du være bedt One day we'll all stand in front of her and get The judgement given by her scale The goddess of rights And the judge of the wrong This is syn's song

Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann Innan fåglarna började sjunga Bergatrollet friade till fager ungersven Hon hade en falskeliger tunga Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig För det jag bjuder så gerna I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej Om i viljen eller ej Eder vill jag gifva de gångare tolf Som gå uti rosendelunde Stenarna de äro af rödaste gull Och hjulen silfverbeslagna Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig För det jag bjuder så gerna I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej Om i viljen eller ej Eder vill jag gifva ett förgyllande svärd Som klingar utaf femton guldringar Och strida huru I strida vill Stridsplatsen skolen i väl vinna Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig För det jag bjuder så gerna I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej Om i viljen eller ej Sådana gåfvor toge jag väl emot Om du vore en kristelig qvinna Men nu så är du det värsta bergatroll Af Neckens och djävulens stämma Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig För det jag bjuder så gerna I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej Om i viljen eller ej Hon rister och jämrar sig svåra Hade jag fått den fager ungersven Så hade jag mistat min plåga Herr Mannelig herr Mannelig trolofven i mig För det jag bjuder så gerna I kunnen väl svara endast ja eller nej Om i viljen eller ej