Shadows of the Undead cover the Way beyond

into the darkest of all Realms

A Guidance to the shining Temple of Thee,

oh mightiest and most lustful of all Queens

Gleaming Emeralds enlighten my Path

in these precious Halls of dark - sexual Beauty

The River of Tears is floating in Silence beneath

Her ("my") Throne now filled through my Despair as well

Whilst I kneel down



"I ask about Thy Wilt"



"My Dearest died through holy Hand

Without Her all is lost I thirst for Her,

the sombre Enchantment of my Soul"



"I feel the Honesty of Thy Words

Thy Courtain of Vengeance starts falling with

the final Rise of the December Moon

Resurrect Thy Desired through Her Murderer's Blood then...

Thou art Leader of the Wolves, Majesty under the Nightsky

but doomed to exist in eternal Darkness!

Whether Thy Love is strong enough it may never die!

Thou shall kiss and embrace as Immortals!

Plant these unearthly Flowers on Her Grave

and see them grow as the Portal to a new Existence!"



I shall take Revenge and encharm my Beloved again

through this royal Promethean Gift

This is my final Desire, the Sword of Fulfillment



"So prepare now to receive my Kiss,

the Touch of Eternity!"

"I await..."