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Remaining in a time of agony

We discover ourselves deeply

In a silvan abyss of oblivion

Betrayed, deceitfully defeated

With hearts bleeding

With sorrow, we await...

Our mother, Aria, surrounds us

With moonlit shadows of mountains & woods

Here we have found the cest

Stabbed in the back

Lonely, betrayed, we await

The mystical birth of another avenger

This time, a hundred times bigger & stronger

Who will not fade away when the time comes

But will blind the false light

With his black glow

And will raise his follower's spirits

With vital truths of his wisdom...

But not until the silver urns overflow

And the mountain peaks shake

Inflamed with rage & hatred

Then we shall know the time has come

When the black forest hides it's mighty wings

It will uncover us gazing at the starry sky

And singing war songs with our hands raised high

Then you will hear a voice

Imbued with pain, but hopeful

Her, saying farewell to her sons

Along with the gleaming black light

Lighting up the ignorance of christian illumination

A new aeon shall come

The aeon of rebirth

The aeon of the Black Sun