Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Hatred

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

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

Faafngt han lader dig
Ut dit i Smertens Sin

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

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

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

Rasende lader han binde
dit i Maaneskinnet

O Wanderer in this Night
Believe not his Hate will thee
His shall be no one
But -
Who shall tremble he is near
In hope for shelter

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

In he lets thee shed
Thy bloode in this Sea of

shalt 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 shine
and End combine

Fool, art prostrate
By the eyne of his
Lifted
Rapt in