... 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...