Wolf & Hatred

Wolf & Hatred 歌词

歌曲 Wolf & Hatred
歌手 Ulver
专辑 The Mardrigal Of Night
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O Vandringsmand i een forbandet
Nat Troe ey at hans
Had dig vild skaane
Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden
End dig -
Der vild ski¦lve i hans v¦r
I uselt Haab om at
Huus er n¦r
End dig -
Hvis Blod skald blifve hans st¦rke
Viin Oc Si¦l, hans hellige
Trof© Faaf¦ngt han lader dig gyde
Ut dit Blod i
Smertens Sin
Saa du som dèd ey
Sofnloest kand
Fort¦lde Fr¦nder: "Ulven er ham!"
Som Offer for
Beistets Krav
Dit Blod vild rende koldt som
B¦cl i Grav
Gud er ey her, men
Dèden n¦r
Oc hvert Secund som her
Er undt dig -
Skimrer i et dobbelt
Ski¦r Aff baade
Liiv & Dèd
Rasende lader han
Bliket binde
Lèfter dit i
Maaneskinnet
O Wanderer in this infernal
Night Believe not his
Hate will spare thee
His prey shall be no one
But thee -
Who shall tremble when he is near
In foolish hope for shelter
And thou -
Whose bloode strong wine shall be
Thy Soule, his sacred
Trophie In vein he lets thee shed
Thy bloode in this
Sea of Payne
Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends
Revealing: "The Wolf is he!"
Coldlie thy bloode shall flow
As streams through
Graves below
God is not here, but death draws near
And secondes are
O, so few
In a Nature twofold they shine
Beginning and
End combine
Fool, thou art prostrate
By the raging eyne of his
Lifted upwards
Rapt in Moonshine
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet
Nat Troe ey at hans
Had dig vild skaane
Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden
End dig
Der vild ski lve i hans v r
I uselt Haab om at
Huus er n r
End dig
Hvis Blod skald blifve hans st rke
Viin Oc Si l, hans hellige
Trof Faaf ngt han lader dig gyde
Ut dit Blod i
Smertens Sin
Saa du som de d ey
Sofnloest kand
Fort lde Fr nder: " Ulven er ham!"
Som Offer for
Beistets Krav
Dit Blod vild rende koldt som
B cl i Grav
Gud er ey her, men
De den n r
Oc hvert Secund som her
Er undt dig
Skimrer i et dobbelt
Ski r Aff baade
Liiv De d
Rasende lader han
Bliket binde
Le fter dit i
Maaneskinnet
O Wanderer in this infernal
Night Believe not his
Hate will spare thee
His prey shall be no one
But thee
Who shall tremble when he is near
In foolish hope for shelter
And thou
Whose bloode strong wine shall be
Thy Soule, his sacred
Trophie In vein he lets thee shed
Thy bloode in this
Sea of Payne
Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends
Revealing: " The Wolf is he!"
Coldlie thy bloode shall flow
As streams through
Graves below
God is not here, but death draws near
And secondes are
O, so few
In a Nature twofold they shine
Beginning and
End combine
Fool, thou art prostrate
By the raging eyne of his
Lifted upwards
Rapt in Moonshine
O Vandringsmand i een forbandet
Nat Troe ey at hans
Had dig vild skaane
Hans Rov vild ey vaere nogen anden
End dig
Der vild ski lve i hans v r
I uselt Haab om at
Huus er n r
End dig
Hvis Blod skald blifve hans st rke
Viin Oc Si l, hans hellige
Trof Faaf ngt han lader dig gyde
Ut dit Blod i
Smertens Sin
Saa du som dè d ey
Sofnloest kand
Fort lde Fr nder: " Ulven er ham!"
Som Offer for
Beistets Krav
Dit Blod vild rende koldt som
B cl i Grav
Gud er ey her, men
Dè den n r
Oc hvert Secund som her
Er undt dig
Skimrer i et dobbelt
Ski r Aff baade
Liiv Dè d
Rasende lader han
Bliket binde
Lè fter dit i
Maaneskinnet
O Wanderer in this infernal
Night Believe not his
Hate will spare thee
His prey shall be no one
But thee
Who shall tremble when he is near
In foolish hope for shelter
And thou
Whose bloode strong wine shall be
Thy Soule, his sacred
Trophie In vein he lets thee shed
Thy bloode in this
Sea of Payne
Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends
Revealing: " The Wolf is he!"
Coldlie thy bloode shall flow
As streams through
Graves below
God is not here, but death draws near
And secondes are
O, so few
In a Nature twofold they shine
Beginning and
End combine
Fool, thou art prostrate
By the raging eyne of his
Lifted upwards
Rapt in Moonshine
Wolf & Hatred 歌词
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