There’s a movie on TV. It’s one of those about bad people with power and the things they do to good people without power. Here and there you also find the occasional good person with power and bad people without. Some are heroes, some are foes. Most of them blend in with the gray background and disappear. Still, they each have their unique story of which almost every single one ends in tragedy.
Power is the theme here. Power that corrupts minds. The power to control one’s own faith and the power to force your will upon others. We humans tend to destroy pretty things when we’re told to do so. We’re all perpetrators, criminals depending on who’s perspective we choose.
I prefer not to give away too much about the lyrics on Black Waltz. Some are obvious and some are not. Some are scary, some sad and some are what we call fun. They are all exactly what they need to be. But speaking of power, I can tell you as much as that the album is soaked in themes circulating around it. You’ll find traces of it everywhere, but I don’t think I make myself clearer than in ‘Let us die’ and ‘Blod’ (if you understand Swedish of course).
Listen to them, raise your horns, paint your faces and rub that footprint off your chest. Don’t let them tread on you again.
Goodnight boys and girls. Don’t forget to check under your beds tonight. I might have a surprise for you down there.