Gauntlet's Sword: The Command Lyrics

<a name=2><FONT color=#DDDDDD><b>2. Observation Of Withering</b></font>

How Beautifully I see my Withering, the sun is gone once again.
My tree now has no leafs, and my hands are shaking. I sleep in my Empty Grave.

As I wait unpatiently the doors to open
I embrace the flowers that I place
Next to my picture, no one else did

I touch my head, I touch my Eyes
I lick my tears and kiss my head
I hold my hands, I hug my chest
I nail me in to the black hole of emptiness

Feeling only the win, picking up the falling leafs
Breaking the cross upon my corpse, singing lyrics that no one knows
Dancing with the Fog, kneeling in front of my body
I close my eyes and kiss my purple face

My destiny is established
The Black Walls
The observation of withering

How Beautifully I see my Withering, the sun is gone once again.
My tree now has no leafs, and my hands are shaking. I sleep in my Empty Grave.

As I wait unpatiently the doors to open
I embrace the flowers that I place
Next to my picture, no one else did

I touch my head, I touch my Eyes
I lick my tears and kiss my head
I hold my hands, I hug my chest
I nail me in to the black hole of emptiness

Feeling only the win, picking up the falling leafs
Breaking the cross upon my corpse, singing lyrics that no one knows
Dancing with the Fog, kneeling in front of my body
I close my eyes and kiss my purple face

My destiny is established
The Black Walls
The observation of withering

The screams are not yours
the speech is not yours
Ancestors speak with your mouth
They are not buried underground
But live in the trees, the wind...The Will!!

You are not one
And your body is not full of demons
But full of warriors, Soldiers
Body & Blood is past, present, future
And when you sleep the graves open inside your memory
"We are not Gone! Surpass Us!"

Make your screams speech of knowledge
Enlight the dark blood of our Forefathers
You are not one! You are not one!
Sense them, enlight their unger, follow the path
And give the son Command
To be greater than you are

Golden Throne in an Mountain empty in a valley of death
Hard roads full of traps and living veins with 'poison' blood

We are the next Ones
Claiming the Throne Again
Eternal and Oldest Spirits
We will Rule

Patiently the await to sit and stand there
Inside the hearts of many bringing Hellenism to their souls..

Golden Throne - Golden Dawn - In our Hearts - In our Hearts - Our Claim - Blood continue - In our Hearts - In our Hearts

The oldest Throne will rule, eternal claim to sit and stand there in the highest Mountain..

Hail Golden Dawn - Hail Golden Throne - Hail Golden Dawn!!

Waiting for the dark to show up in the sky, in the stars, in my eyes

Waiting, waiting
For the time that melancholy will fill my heart

If your time will come to die then I fortune you to die on winter
To Die on Winter!

I lament for this many times
I have been expecting...so that
The star sign will be hide
To abide the dark wintertime
The deep slumber of Stars
Summoning end..up timer

Waiting the advent to be ceased, never in the sun, leave the light!
Invite the wild air and sea, the moving ice trees, the voices of nature
Waiting to expire but still existing, in the arms of wild nature

Führer

Sun Descend
Night Ascend
Roughen Breast
It's the Detest

Commence to Assign the fate of your enemy

Prevent our End
The Throne is gold
Gold as a Dawn
Sense our Cold
Before the Light of Dawn

Commence to assign the fate of your enemy!

Cause their End
National Socialism Ascend!

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