In the realm of shadows and despair, Where dreams are lost and hope is bare, A Bard with voice of somber tone, Sings tales of love and loss, alone.

Näcken, the master of the dark, His lyrics paint a world of stark, With lines that cut like razor's edge, He paints a picture that's hard to dredge.

Do unto others, the golden rule, But Näcken's world is cruel and cruel, Where kindness fades and darkness thrives, Where hope is lost, but love survives.

Do all the way, the anthem cries, To reach the depths of human lies, To bare the soul and show the scars, In Näcken's world, no one cares.

All wind, the whispers softly blow, Through valleys dark where shadows grow, A symphony of sorrow's moan, Echoing through the haunted zone.

Slow edge of the country sky, Where dreams are shattered, hopes go by, A landscape bleak and desolate, Where Näckens's lyrics wait.

Blue is the moon, and Näcken the melancholy king, His voice a haunting, mournful thing, He sings of love and loss and pain, In Näcken's world, there's no escape from rain.

Covenant woman, hero blues, A love that's lost, a hope that's dues, In Näcken's realm, nothing's true, Just shadows dancing, shadows blue.

All I bring, a song of woe, Of heartaches deep and tears so slow, In Näcken's world, no solace lies, Just sorrow's tears that fill our eyes.

High water the heart, it overflows, With sorrow's depths that none can know, In Näcken's world, there's no release, Just pain that lingers, pain that tease.

The road highlands, wandering boy, A journey long, a path of joy, But in Näcken's world, the road's astray, Just shadows dancing, shadows gray.

All I bring, a while love and a baby, A dream that fades, a life gone crazy, In Näcken's world, there's no reprise, Just sorrow's tears that make us rise.

Stop crying baby, don't you cry, In Näcken's world, there's no goodbye, Just sorrow's tears that never end, Just pain that lingers, pain that transcends.

Final theme of night, the darkness falls, On Näcken's world, where sorrow crawls, A symphony of grief and sorrow, In Näcken's realm, where dreams are borrow.

Here comes Sint Nikolaas, too far from shore, A dream that fades, a life gone sore, In Näcken's world, there's no more, Just pain that lingers, pain that soars.

Time bound to lose, love with you, In Näcken's world, there's nothing true, Just shadows dancing, shadows blue, A heartache's depth that none can view.

13,000 on me tonight, A fortune lost, a life gone white, In Näcken's world, there's no reprise, Just sorrow's tears that make us rise.

Don't crossing the Rubicon, the line so deep, In Näcken's world, there's no sleep, Just shadows dancing, shadows weep, A heartache's depth that none can keep.

Cry nothin', beyond the horizon of stones, In Näcken's world, there's no homes, Just echoes of a love that's lost, Just shadows dancing, shadows crossed.

That you, widow?, that you in my window?, In Näcken's world, there's no one, Just shadows dancing, shadows thin, A heartache's depth that none can win.

Can't escape from believe in you, In Näcken's world, the truth is few, Just shadows dancing, shadows blue, A heartache's depth that none can view.

I, el Chicho, had a dream, a dream so deep, Of love that's lost, of love that's weep, In Näcken's world, there's no reprise, Just sorrow's tears that make us rise.

Down in the flood I saw, A love that's gone, a life that's raw, In Näcken's world, there's no reprise, Just sorrow's tears that make us rise.

I Saw Hällefors, a city of dreams, Where hope is lost, where sadness streams, In Näcken's world, there's no reprise, Just shadows dancing, shadows on the rise.

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