Paa Jorden han sv¦ved: Da som nu
Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande,
Ved hver Bev¦gelse saa stoor at n¦sten
Dend vaer Smerte
Medens han gik omkring
Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed f?rst:
I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte
Lig det han hafvde f?lt i Ulvens Liiv
De tr¦ller under ham
Med at troskyldig Sind
Fryckter ham,
Een Krafft aff sand Natur,
Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag
Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag
Lig Kv¦ldens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag
For ingen Guder?st hafver nogensinde
Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede
D¦mon, Phantom & Varulv
Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde
End han -
I hans Hi¦rte: Een Affgrund tung
Som det sorte Hav
Der eldsker sine Dyb
Der -
Sammenkr?get
I Vintrens Bund
F¦lder han al deris Gl¦de,
Liiv, Mod & Haab
Maanen, stiigende paanye,
Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel
...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme
Som Fryckt i Natten v¦ver
Skald de ffromme atter falme
The spell did breake and gave release
To hours amongst Mankynde
But then, as now, the strayn
Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie move
A burden approaching payn
Dishearten'd he was
As he wander'd with men
On the surface of life - no change
No change as the Beast within
They fear him, these fooles
A power pure, nature unveil'd
Perception sans delusion
Amongst them he walks unseen
Like a tint if Twilight
The breath of Night
No voice of God did tell
Man what He did hide
Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast -
Mere names given to what they fear'd
But he -
In his heart: An abyss unfathomable
As teh blacken'd sea
Which loves its deeps
There -
An animal shadow crawling
O'er the wintry soil
All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes
The Moone, rising anew,
Bids him welcome from a waning sky
... And by the sounding
Of his midnight psalme
Feare shall be harvest agayn
From the Pious hearts of men
Da Trolddomen bleff h¦ved - & need Paa Jorden han sv¦ved: Da som nu Vaer Jaget ved at lefve, ved at aande, Ved hver Bev¦gelse saa stoor at n¦sten Dend vaer Smerte Medens han gik omkring Blandt Mennisker, vaer han skuffed f?rst: I Liivets ydre vaer der intet Skifte Lig det han hafvde f?lt i Ulvens Liiv De tr¦ller under ham Med at troskyldig Sind Fryckter ham, Een Krafft aff sand Natur, Som Sanser uden Selfbedrag Han gliider useet blandt dem, streifer i sit Jag Lig Kv¦ldens Farver, Nattens Aandedrag For ingen Guder?st hafver nogensinde Git Mennisket Svar paa hvem han skiulede D¦mon, Phantom & Varulv Vaer kund Naffn paa det de aldrig kunde finde End han - I hans Hi¦rte: Een Affgrund tung Som det sorte Hav Der eldsker sine Dyb Der - Sammenkr?get I Vintrens Bund F¦lder han al deris Gl¦de, Liiv, Mod & Haab Maanen, stiigende paanye, Hilser ham fra en sunken Himmel ...Oc ved den lydende Midnattssalme Som Fryckt i Natten v¦ver Skald de ffromme atter falme The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie move A burden approaching payn Dishearten'd he was As he wander'd with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil'd Perception sans delusion Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear'd But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken'd sea Which loves its deeps There - An animal shadow crawling O'er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky ... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men Explain Request ×
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