As the ultimate silence reached the dim woods,
Somewhere in the north of Tyskland and the moon glew red
As wine at the
firmament of sorrow, I began my search...
In my inner thoughts I dwelled for a while until this mournful winter,
Where I
perceived the change in the constellation of the stars (der kaiser erwachte)
And the howling of the wolves, through the almighty
forests I wandered
To the palace of my desire and for years roved through cold dungeons and crypts,
When suddenly I realized the
spirit I searched
So I spoke the words with an impetuous tongue,
I hunger for your wisdom little sylph, but you could no longer
hoodwink me,
I know your mystery, it is mine, your spirit is mine,
I am one with you in this everlasting darkness and will be one
with your forever...
Oh... my triumph is more than legendary, even in this world never seen by mortals,
And now, I am taking
over your astral spirit, because I
Have
Eternity...
Seien diese momente immerwhrend...
Seien diese momente immerwhrend
unter dem antlitz
Des oh so prachtvollen rotten hexennagels,
Because in fact I am a sylph,
Lost in a sullen slumber...
Until
the end of time...