Da Trolddomen bleff hved - & Paa Jorden han Da som nu Vaer ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved Bevgelse saa stoor at nsten vaer Smerte
Medens han gik Blandt Mennisker, han skuffed frst: I Liivets ydre der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde flt i Ulvens
De trller ham Med at troskyldig ham, Een Krafft aff Natur, Som uden Selfbedrag
Han useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Farver, Nattens Aandedrag
For ingen hafver nogensinde Git Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dmon, Phantom & Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig finde
End han - I hans Hirte: Een Affgrund Som det Hav Der eldsker Dyb
Der - I Vintrens han al deris Glde, Liiv, Mod &
Maanen, paanye, Hilser ham fra en Himmel
...Oc ved den lydende Som Fryckt i Natten Skald de atter falme
The spell did breake and gave To hours amongst But then, as now, the Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie A approaching payn
he was As he with men On the surface of life - no No change as the Beast
They fear him, fooles A pure, nature unveil'd Perception delusion
Amongst them he unseen Like a tint if The breath of
No of God did tell Man what He did & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to they fear'd
But he - In his heart: An unfathomable As teh sea loves its deeps
- An shadow crawling the wintry soil All Hope, & Life he slayes
The Moone, anew, Bids him welcome from a sky
... And by the Of his midnight Feare be harvest agayn From the Pious of men