Luyện nghe bài hát Wolf & Hatred

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

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

han lader dig gyde
Ut dit i Smertens Sin

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

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

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

Rasende han Bliket binde
Lfter dit i

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

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

In vein he lets shed
Thy in this Sea of Payne

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

Coldlie thy bloode flow
As streams through Graves

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

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