It is darkening & brightening - in my mind when I listen to Vökuro. A pack of wolves catch their prey even today. It's a final. The end of the beginning which ended in its beginning. I can not feel ashamed for the the crying lullaby's of wolves does not fear any child.. Vökuro is a song that I feel very personal about in my relationship with Bjök, because I can translate parts of the texts. The song rocks me towards her embrace, or perhaps more towards the dark and unknowns embrace. Companionship. It's an icy, cracking, anxious, lonely and nomadic song. It conveys pride and Nordic mythological images are swishing around in my head. Animals, lots of animals. Jag ryser av den svarta omfamningen.
I have hatred towards the entire world,
and you are no exception