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..."