Only one night is missing

But this one will bring the storm that put an end to everything

The sky is still starlit, but if our faith, our desire is forceful enough

The strings of silence - hushed

The strings of silence - smooth



Within a few hours all signs will read storm

Listen!



It is true that there exist individuals

Who are never looking prouder

Warliker then the rising of the storm

Many-voiced the singing rises



The air seems to condense

Filled with electric sparks

Starting to fly, to rotate, to spin

To oscillate in the centre of the magical circle

The voices sound higher



Coil-linke circling and narrowing

The light rises faster and faster

(The sound is undescribable)

The voices resemble blowing wind, howling wolves

The silence break hissingly

The storm put on it's strings

The strait looks like a witch's cauldron

Like a hotblooded foaming geyser



The elements are in uproar

Now all signs are stormy

It's insignia are shining dark ablaze

A shining ablaze from a violent encounter of sulphur and lead

Everything is out of breath

Everything is beside itself - storm world!



In the shadow of heavy wings

Sorceresses preserver

In their fluttering clothes resist the beating weather

That almost tear the garments of our bodies



Flashes in the eye

Endless high pulsating coil

Is rising from the cone

A magical and miraculous horn

Of a unicorn whose top gets lost in infinity



Sparks spray, thunders beat, lightnings are inflamed

That the air is filled with the claps of heavy wings

The apocalyptic wildness of the storm

Who's now reigning with a brachial power unleashed despot

The string of the storm!



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