Korova - After The Fruits Of Ephemeral Pulchritude lyrics

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