1. TO RIDE THE WOLF

Realities and truths unseen
Only fading echoes to follow
The wolf has risen
From the loss of Ur
And is now crushing the remains

Behold the fate
Of faustian humanity
Or how kings become slaves

The sacred has left
The rules of men
Domination of the many
Over the elite
This is the age of the wolf
The age of twilight

Behold !

Behold the altered face of things
And the poisonous tongues of peace !
Behold the false prophets
Preaching ies of equality !

The bellowing of the wolf
Is my catharsis
One day it sound
From below again

I am the lonely star
Between dusk and dawn
The light in darkness
The shape in chaos
Existence in death

See the sheep-faced parasites
Destroy with delight
The empty temple
Of excellence !

The enlightened core's duty
Is to raise stiff foundations
For a new empire
No matter the threats
No matter the pain
My aims remain the same

Suffer with patience And hold onto the truth
Until dawn soars up
In the horizon
For there is no creation
Without chaos
And there is no relief
Without pain


2. SHIP OF DEATH

Dusk was getting closer
I sat upon a cliff and remembered
My glorious days that had gone
And tears dropped down to the ground

I silently remained there
Staring at the sea for ages it seemed
Despite the stiff breeze
That was whipping my face
As if waiting
A divine manifestation to occur

Then int he misty distance of the sea
Appered a silhouette draped in white
Standing erect in a ship
Slowly sailing to the whore

I knew I was to meet my fate
This very night, this moonless night
I hear of stories of heroes gone
To the land beyond across the sea

So I stood up to face death

Without a word
The faceless being got me on board
And without looking back
We sailed away

An initiatic journey
To the highest spheres began
I prepared my soul
For the last sacrifice

For my own sacrifice

When we were in view
Of my final sanctuary
Ecstasy was entrancing my senses
I performed the last step
Of supreme initiation
Death

I have reached supremacy
Over huamn life
And become part of divinity
The essence of my splendour
Was the neverfading memory of Thule
Of the pagan grail

For eternity will I dwell
In the realm of the ever-shining sun
Sol invictus !
Sol invictus !


3. UNDER THE BLACK SUN OF MELANCHOLY

In the midst of ageless rocks
Walks the old exiled god
With his scythe as eternal bride
Under the black sun of melancholy

One day he will return
But when ? No one can tell
Thus walks he forward aimless
On the path of the ever-darker

Death cannot be his loss
Perhaps is it his very curse
Thus walks he forward aimless
With his scythe as eternal bride

Denied ruler of fate
How long shall you still wander
On the path of the ever-darker
Under the black sun of melancholy ?