Entering the Faustian Soul

...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 Jehova’s armies I dance with holocauststorms in this battle I set the holy fire of aurora borealis This fire, this flame, this redness, live forever...