#gothicmetal #finnish #suomimethöl

To make things worse, on top of the moving and juggling with the small dude, I was blessed by grandfather Nurgle and been almost bedridden (still had to juggle the baby), so songs are few and far between.

Still very much sick, I still decided to push through. One of the most INFURATING things is that apparently, when one is sick and the vocal cords are swollen, each and every note I sing is FLAT, no matter how I try! I googled and found out that its simple physics: thicker cords produce lower oscillations, and muscle memory constantly betrays me... Fortunately, there are pitch correction tools.

I've been practicing the guitar, and once again played everything with the old jackson instead of using midi stuff. Sloppy, but gets the idea through, I think.

This year I want to do stuff in Finnish, so this is finnish. And gothic metal. And some nintendo synths.

(English below)

Kuljen pimeän aikaan Kuu kanssa mun kulkea saa Ja vaikka viimein kulkisin maailmojen ääriin Mun matkani jatkua saa

Vain leijailee hiutaleet Kuuran kutsumat talven saattelee Kuin kalman keijukaiset Ne kuoleman kutsuvat hiljaisen

Kuljen pimeyttä vastaan Valon viimeisen nyt hyljätä saan Ja vaikka viimein saavun nyt tuonelan rantaan Mun matkani jatkua saa

Vain leijailee hiutaleet Kuuran kutsumat talven saattelee Kuin kalman keijukaiset Ne kuoleman kutsuvat hiljaisen

I walk the hours of dark I am guided by the moon And even if I would journey to the ends of the earth Still my path leads on

Naught but the flakes of white Summoned by the frost are floating down Like fair folk of demise They call upon the silent death

I walk to meet with the dark To shed tha last lingering light And even though I now arrive at shore of death's river Still my path leads on