... With a little fear I kiss the moonlight
How exciting is the thought
About having a taste of your kingdom
Which wakes
up to life, at night...
When the servants carry me to the gates of Helevorn
Dreams about unlimited dimensions
Float over Thy
Golden Palace
Snowcovered majesty, damned
In nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forest
Among sadness and depressive
thoughts
Visit firmaments of dead nature
In the glare of black mirror, asleep
Forgotten temples of gods (of forests)
Welcoming
the son of godly Teuton, father of fathers
The source of the deepest darkness and magic
The mightiest emperor, cammrad of
war
With blessings I join the caravan of my brothers
Like a thunder I strike into the Jehovas armies
I dance with holocauststorms
in this battle
I set the holy fire of aurora borealis
This fire, this flame, this redness, live forever...