Da Trolddomen hved - & need Paa Jorden han Da som nu Vaer ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bevgelse saa at nsten vaer Smerte
Medens han gik Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed I Liivets ydre der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde flt i Ulvens
De trller ham Med at Sind ham, Een Krafft aff Natur, Som uden Selfbedrag
Han gliider useet dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kvldens Farver, Aandedrag
For Guderst hafver nogensinde Git Svar paa hvem han skiulede Dmon, Phantom & Vaer Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde
End han - I hans Een Affgrund tung Som det Hav Der sine Dyb
Der - I Bund han al deris Glde, Liiv, Mod &
Maanen, paanye, Hilser ham fra en Himmel
...Oc ved den lydende Som Fryckt i Natten de ffromme atter falme
The did breake and gave release To hours amongst But then, as now, the Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie A burden payn
he was As he with men On the surface of - no change No as the Beast within
They him, these fooles A power pure, nature Perception sans
Amongst he walks unseen a tint if Twilight The breath of
No voice of God did Man He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, & Beast - Mere names to what they fear'd
But he - In his An abyss unfathomable As teh sea Which loves its
- An animal shadow the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & he slayes
The Moone, anew, Bids him from a waning sky
... And by the Of his midnight Feare shall be harvest From the hearts of men