The Gathering of Flowers

Francais.

First some music.

As you might understand I am tired of fighting against the tidal wave of ignorance. It is a waste of time and energy. Those worth saving can save themselves. So let them. The rest deserves to die anyhow. There is no use trying to save them.

I will step aside, climb that hill and wait there whilst the tidal wave below destroys this “civilisation” and everybody in its way.

In the meanwhile I will focus on my work with MYFAROG and with Burzum, enjoy life with my friends and family and prepare for what is to come.

Perhaps one day we will meet again, when those of us who survive return, from our safe havens in the hills, the forests and the mountains. We can pick up the golden tablets, from the grass, that the ancients used to own, and build a new and better world – in the image of the Ancient World.

Farewell, and good luck to you all. HailaR WôðanaR!