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As the Darkness creeps over the Northern mountains of Norway and the

silence reach the woods, I awake and rise... Into the night I wander,

like many nights before, and like in my dreams, but centuries

ago. Under the moon, under the trees. Into the Infinity of Darkness,

beyond the light of a new day, into the frozen nature chilly, beyond

the warmth of the dying sun. Hear the whispering of the wind, the

Shadows calling... I gaze into the moonwhich grants me visions these

twelve full moon nights of the year, and for each night the light of

the holy disciples fade away. Weaker and weaker, one by one. I gaze

into the moon which makes my mind pure as crystal lakes, my eyes cold

as the darkest winter nights, by yet there is a flame inside. It

guides me into the dark shadows beyond this world, into the infinity

of thoughts... thoughts of upcoming reality. In the name of the

almighty Emperor I will ride the Lands in pride, carrying the

Blacksword at hand, in warfare. I will grind my hatred upon the loved

ones. Despair will be brought upon the hoping childs of

happiness. Wherever there is joy the hordes of the eclipse will

pollute sadness and hate under the reign if fear. The lands will grow

black. There is no sunrise yet to come into the wastelands of phantoms

lost. May these moments under the moon be eternal. May the infinity

haunt me... In Darkness