A little Icelandic darkwave in honor of the upcoming solstice, perhaps?
Á sólstöðum í svartnætti tunglið geislum grætur
Vetrarnótt; við erum þínar sönnu svörtu dætur
Winter solstice in the black night
the moon cries its beams
Winter night; we are your true dark daughters
Of course you may have some, my darkling dearies. Enjoy.
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