Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Hatred

O i een forbandet Nat
Troe ey at hans Had dig skaane
Hans Rov ey vaere nogen anden
End dig -
Der skilve i hans vr
I Haab om at Huus er nr

End dig -
Hvis Blod skald blifve hans strke
Oc Sil, hellige Trof

Faafngt han dig gyde
Ut dit Blod i Sin

Saa du som dd ey kand
Fortlde "Ulven er ham!"

Som Offer for Krav
Dit Blod vild koldt som Bcl i Grav

Gud er ey her, men nr
Oc Secund som her
Er dig -
Skimrer i et dobbelt
Aff baade & Dd

Rasende lader han Bliket
Lfter dit i

O Wanderer in this infernal
Believe not his Hate will spare
His prey be no one
But -
Who shall tremble when he is
In foolish hope for

And -
Whose bloode wine shall be
Thy Soule, his sacred

In vein he lets shed
Thy in this Sea of Payne

Then thou not haunt thine friends
"The Wolf is he!"

Coldlie thy bloode shall
As streams through Graves

God is not here, but death near
And are O, so few
In a Nature they shine
and End combine

Fool, thou art
By the eyne of his
Lifted
in Moonshine