Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Hatred

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

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

han lader dig gyde
Ut dit i Smertens Sin

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

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

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

Rasende lader han binde
Lfter dit i

O Wanderer in this Night
Believe not his Hate spare thee
His prey be no one
But -
Who tremble when he is near
In foolish for shelter

And -
bloode strong wine shall be
Thy Soule, his Trophie

In vein he lets thee
Thy bloode in this Sea of

Then thou not haunt thine friends
Revealing: "The is he!"

Coldlie thy shall flow
As through Graves below

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

Fool, thou art
By the eyne of his
upwards
Rapt in