The Glacial Thule

In the snow on a frosty night I hurry, until the dawn arrives

Through the winter blizzard that cuts me with its steel cold hand.

I silently follow the animal tracks in silence, so long that strength in me survives,

I don't feel weak because you with me stand

It fills me, my thoughts and my feelings from birth,

Ice cold water hid from the rest of the world this paradise

I follow the cold of sleepin, grave fronzen earth

Towards that one day wakes it up with the memory of eternal ice

The source of a tragedy - Northern storm evisions

It fills blue eyes with sorrow sight,

of the most farthest, hidden insidious visions

Thule, frozen in the Arctic Night.

The blink of awakening is sheltered within sensations,

From useless views, from vain doubts, from vanities of human art.

Covered with the shell of ice charmed against low aspirations

Hidden in the depths of my hear

In the Split between the worlds, in the twilight of existencer of our selves

(where the children of the winter greet their chieftan)

In his unassailable fortress on the other side of the pole

the chieftain await his moment

(There where banners fly in ice blast)

Where the mysteries are tied together, streams the energy of vril

(Where the brave hearts sing song to the dawn!)

Souls of Heroes in great aspirations

unite reality and legend

Thule, frozen in the Arctic Night -

From useless views

From mean yearnings

From human vanities sheltered ...

The God of the Storm laughs, waiting for fight!

Charmed by ashes of cosmos

In the darkness and the cold, Thule,

The guardian of the spear stronghold

Triumphal hymns are ready, waiting for the death of the vilest of mankind

The symbolf of immortal values wich i have withing my mind

The sight of blue eyes, confronting the world from the west to the east

My conscience rises above the ugliness of human beast,

Theorasology!