Behemoth

...With little fear I kiss the moonlight
How exciting is a thought
About having a taste of your kingdom
Which wakes up to life, as night
When servants carry me to the gates of Helevorn
Dreams about unlimited dimensions
Float over Golden Palace
Snowcovered majesty, damned
In nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forest
Among sadness and depressive thoughts
Visit firmaments of dead nature
In the glare of black mirror, asleep