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