Into The Infinity Of Thoughts

<br>As the Darkness creeps over the Northern mountains of Norway and the<br>silence reach the woods, I awake and rise... Into the night I wander,<br>like many nights before, and like in my dreams, but centuries<br>ago. Under the moon, under the trees. Into the Infinity of Darkness,<br>beyond the light of a new day, into the frozen nature chilly, beyond<br>the warmth of the dying sun. Hear the whispering of the wind, the<br>Shadows calling... I gaze into the moonwhich grants me visions these<br>twelve full moon nights of the year, and for each night the light of<br>the holy disciples fade away. Weaker and weaker, one by one. I gaze<br>into the moon which makes my mind pure as crystal lakes, my eyes cold<br>as the darkest winter nights, by yet there is a flame inside. It<br>guides me into the dark shadows beyond this world, into the infinity<br>of thoughts... thoughts of upcoming reality. In the name of the<br>almighty Emperor I will ride the Lands in pride, carrying the<br>Blacksword at hand, in warfare. I will grind my hatred upon the loved<br>ones. Despair will be brought upon the hoping childs of<br>happiness. Wherever there is joy the hordes of the eclipse will<br>pollute sadness and hate under the reign if fear. The lands will grow<br>black. There is no sunrise yet to come into the wastelands of phantoms<br>lost. May these moments under the moon be eternal. May the infinity<br>haunt me... In Darkness.