Svanesang
Wiegedood Lyrics


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Crippled wings and dragging feet.
Moving towards the place I dare not seek.
As the darkness that springs from me, like night over day,
falls over the land I once wish(ed) to reign.
Blood bounds the 12 circles while I am left behind.
Bowed down to receive. Kept down and renounced.
When knees and soil equal in filth.
Time has come for blood to be spilt.
Veins run dry.
Lungs turn black.
I will pray for us, one last time.
On harps of gold with strings of air.




I will play for you, only once,
The song that Life itself could not bear.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Svanesang" by Wiegedood talks about the struggles of the singer, who is crippled and has dragging feet. The person is moving towards an unknown place, which he/she is scared to look for. The darkness within the singer is spreading like the night takes over the day. The person wishes to reign in the land but is left behind, bounded by blood in the 12 circles. The singer is bowed down to receive and is renounced. The person is equally filthy like the knees and the soil. The time has come for blood to be spilt, and the veins run dry, and the lungs turn black. The singer prays for everyone one last time. In the end, the singer plays a song on harps of gold with strings of air, which even life could not bear.


Line by Line Meaning

Crippled wings and dragging feet.
My physical and emotional state is weak and exhausted.


Moving towards the place I dare not seek.
Despite feeling unsure and fearful, I proceed towards the unknown destination ahead of me.


As the darkness that springs from me, like night over day, falls over the land I once wish(ed) to reign.
The negative aspects of my personality are taking over and overpowering my ambitions and desires.


Blood bounds the 12 circles while I am left behind.
I am unworthy and left out of a sacred tradition or ritual.


Bowed down to receive. Kept down and renounced.
I am bowing down to receive punishment or retribution for my past mistakes and am being ignored or shunned for my actions.


When knees and soil equal in filth.
I am so dirty and shameful that my knees, which are in contact with the dirty soil, are no different than the soil itself.


Time has come for blood to be spilt.
It's time for a violent or drastic event to occur in order to unleash pent-up emotions or grievances.


Veins run dry. Lungs turn black.
My body is deteriorating and my life is slowly draining away.


I will pray for us, one last time.
In my final moments, I will offer a prayer for myself and those I care about.


On harps of gold with strings of air.
Imagery of a beautiful, heavenly instrument.


I will play for you, only once, The song that Life itself could not bear.
I will perform a mournful melody so heavy that it could make even death itself shudder.




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