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Håvard Jørgensen – гитара
Aismal – гитара
Skoll – бас
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01 - Hymne I – Wolf And Fear
Amongst men words went
Of the Full Moone's woe.
When a dirge did rise to Her skylit eye
From the lone winter's colde
They fear'd that the wolf was nigh
Awakened its Majestie of olde
Nights did pass when men claim'd the saw
In Her light that he splits
with the shadow he casts
The shadow of a force unknown
Howling at its God in splendoure infernall
This Devil's Herolde, he hunted the land
And many a man disappear'd
Where She shines, he binds; the Wolf of Hell
He kills o'ver the rumbling Abyss
The Curse is certayne
The Beast below bestowed on him a gift
And by Magick he to wolf was bound
No more was he a slave to God
At midnight treading on hollow grave
02 - Hymne II – Wolf And The Devil
The images of Wolf once served
The Pride of Witch and Devil –
Witnessed a dark, yet mightie Faith –
With boundaries wide as the world it layd waste
Satan did create
What to their eyne Celestial is –
And so he is
A man in Wolfskin clad
To his hands, e'en the Wind is Servant
And Eternitie – his enigmatick Spirit
Around him a Majestie
like Pan his Crowne of olde
He hungers through Eternitie –
Immersed in a Tragedie dark and colde
Knowne onlie to the Initiated
Through Day and Night he moves
In an eternall, wearie chase
...And this Solitude so greate and sad
Will Vengeance seek for Love long lost
Through Hatred!
03 - Hymne III – Wolf And Hatred
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
04 - Hymne IV – Wolf And Man
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
05 - Hymne V – Wolf And The Moon
Possesivelie She upon him shone
Adorned with dimme stars
In this Night of Nights
He hailes Her with a song
This hymne of Passion
Reminding of the Bond
Between him and the Night
As they melt into one
When dawn draws near
And the Sunne ascendes
Like a flame bright & pure
From the bonfires of heretics
Ecstatick, then, his Mind!
Grant him thus Light anew,
Thou, Sunne of Satan
So that he shall reigne
Through infinite
In colde, inconceivable Majestie!
06 - Hymne VI – Wolf And Passion
On he hunts with sorrow none
For what hath passed is gone
His sole regret the absence
Of desires worthie his teares
Until he saw pitie in her eyne
Where all the light did shine
And soone all joie should die
Her glazed eyne did wander
A mayden pure in grandeur
Left alone & lost
From her eyne he retreats
Clad in mournfulle Mysterie
He takes her heart in his
But dark & dead is her light
Evil took her fire's breath
Her embers were by him devour'd
And inside of him a fire buildes
Of Hate & Love & Hope so sad
The Moone comes forth
Born anew above her Soule –
Stolen here by the dark,
Binding Magick of olde
Frighten'd she nears him,
And speakes:
Thou, messenger of the Devil,
Who brings fear into lovers' hearts,
Thou, elixir to the hatred of men
And air to my Soule, now dying;
Leave me not, O shadow,
Before I give myself away
To these long denied desires,
Thy gift to my dying heart
07 - Hymne VII – Wolf And Destiny
No more he wore his constume
Red as bloode & wine
For wine & bloode was on his hands
As he stoode by her bed and corpse
When the two of them were found
08 - Hymne VIII – Wolf And The Night
Had Love fetter'd this force of free?
What he leaves dead, he forgets
No memories arise from the grave,
No anger glides through the night of Soules
With humble tears she flatter'd
The Divinitie shes hated and fear'd
Her lamb-like nature
Left him not untouch'd
By Magick she was bound
To the Beast within him
These Soules twain
Enforced one's end
Payne anew from woe of olde
A Tragedie of endless dayes
Insatiable, the thirst
Inconceivable, the lust
Wild & mad he hunts
In anguish black at heart
The winter's colde
Soone fulfill'd
– And his yearning
Towards a winter's night
Wandering alone,
The Wolf
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