Streiken Schreck - Strike Terror
愛繕 (Love's Salvation)
Those left with nothing, none a means to resist
The children who show themselves, falling to the ground
Casting aside their sanctity, persevering against the gallows
Without as much a sound, ascertaining the path ahead
The first fire, the iron earthquake
The piercing steel, spine of the winds
Understanding our place; -We belong here-
We turn our backs, as white and black
Let loose your hair, Nema below the skies
We belong here, dwellers standing in the wind,
Those, at last, leaving for the blue skies, settlers for the eaves before
Descend, for now, and fade into the forests.
Those yearning for their return, on an eventual day
The children who raise their eyes, looking at the sky
We did not forget; -We belong here-
Those of the fallen, remaining in memory
Raise your hand, Nema, and hold up the day
We belong here, dwellers under the daylight
Those destined for the skies, having earned their freedom
Earn your lives, and look to the skies
Turn your back, Nema, and look forward
We belong here, living on as Viscum
Those in desolation, requiring their remembrance
Take to the skies, of white and black.
--Nema, we affirm all of that which was once opposite.
Nema = Hebrew for thread. Also name of author of www.horusmaat.com
Viscum = Mistletoe/parasitic plant. Glorification on my part.
(I can't into songs. Especially ones like this.)
If you didn't already tell, 0:00-0:12 of this: http://youtu.be/-th14gcQUmY
Considering the history practitioners of witchcraft had with the European world.