Into the Infinity of Thoughts

As the Darkness creeps over the Northern mountains of Norway

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 Moon which grants me visions

Twelve full Moon nights of the year

And for each night the light of the holy disciples fades away

Weaker and weaker, one by one

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 children of happiness

Wherever there is joy the hordes of the eclipse

Will pollute sadness and hate

Under the reign of fear

The lands will grow black

There is no sunrise yet to come

Into the wastelands of phantoms lost

The lands will grow black

There is no sunrise yet to come

May these moments under the Moon be eternal

May the infinity haunt me in Darkness