Under der Kranen w¡Ë Wintro ist H¨£rre
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Wart ich gew¡Ëfent gen Minne und F¨£ind.
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Staimbort und Suertu w¡Ëren m¢çn Frouwe,
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Der ich sch¨£nkte Bluomen von Bluat.
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Exaustedly I leave the Fields of Winter.
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My Sword is rusted for Steel is the Mirror of my Soul.
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I shed their Blood on frozen Statues from the glacial Race,
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But now I shroud my Horns in Lethe
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and nevermore they shall emblazon me.
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Unto the Gardens of Vigour and Warmth
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I trudge a long Time, but far is my Bourne.
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Where Father's Snow melts and Springflowers sprout
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I sleep to wake up in my Mother's Arms
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And I thaw.
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Clothe me with Colours and feed me with Glee
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As my Weapons corrode by the aestival Kiss.
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My Craving for Glory and Might I'll subdue
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After the Fruits of ephemeral Pulchritude.
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Sweet and vinous the Trees pour their Wealth
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And my Youth and Beauty return.
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Mid my Sisters I cheerfully dance
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As Milk flows from my Breast.
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I extol the female God before the Altar of the Sun
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For her Gift of Peace and stainless Pulchritude.
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Love me, just the Loss of Thoughts can grant me bright Felicity
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In mere Illusions of her esoteric Lies.
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Six hundred Dreams have passed in the Garden of thornless Pleasures,
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I am Summer's Daughter and embellish Paradise.
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But still my Legions conquer for the Throne of Winter,
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And Ice that swallowed all the World now besieges this Reich.
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Ferocious Hordes unsheathe and vanquish Eden.
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Without Compassion they rape me for I'm weak and frail.
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Inferior I die as Frost covers my Body
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But braced by Hate I will return
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To the Vast of my gorgeous Fatherland.
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[Lyrics & Music finished in January 1994]
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After The Fruits Of Ephemeral Pulchritude
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