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[Poem translation] Spring colour my world and its soulless body with this hate for life of death From the dying snow I feel the dripping water reborn my breath The first flight of the butterfly reminds me about my hate for life Stronger death is than love for that your destiny is my knife Oak, popular, pine and birch, alder hear my immortality demand leafy white bearded woods Hungry I am for his majestic king of the hillsides has Grown green again Under this rock, under that cliff The sparkling frozen burnt Mandrake rise now 'cause the beheaded sing The heartbeat of the fungus and the anemony Will be liquitated Earthworms chill in the lichen foggy ground and the Insects breathe, evil sprout Songtexte This is the nightfall of the wolf Howling blasphemes in the Night just like in the past I am Megalomania the Diabolic, a stormruler of the southern borns And I command generation of legions in my ultimate magnificence I do have no tears, I do have no funcken fear On this battle my princess I will be your berseck Undress my bride and let us feed upon lust My precious whore I'm delighted by your pain Oh beloved, trust you must never do Your scream is heard but nothing they can do Lie upon this mossgrown altar and the dewdrops wet will feel your heat Be my Bathori, my Nosferatu, my black evil witch My delighted disciple In your arms I will love In your arms I will hate Daughter, this sacrifice is for you A black shape of Satan watches our darkened desires, join him As a bat on the black sky the shadow of Evil spreads over this world Sun won't set you free Heading for the dark Detta er upprum vonsku "Pi engar si grona, under himlen si mork Ute I det skona, vid nyvakinad bjork Virnattens sista timma, for med sig ditt namn Pi detta felt av dimma, forenas vi I gronskans famn Endast mine och stjernor, mitt onda beger vet Sisom eldens vilda ternor, k+rleken falsk gor dig het Mitt viroffer du er, blodet frin ditt vita skote Din sjel slits iser, doden dig har kommit til motes" [Translation:] On a meadows so green, under the dark sky Out in the beautiful, by newly awakened birch The last hour of the springnight, carries your name On this field of mist, we unite in the embrace of the green Only the moon and the stars my evil desire knows Like the wild brides of fire, false love makes you warm You are my sacrifice to spring, the blood from your wet cunt Your soul tars apart, death has come for you Aus Songtexte Mania