Laulunsanoja:
Ulver I Wolf Fear

seet I hendes Lius, som han splidder med dend Skygge som han spreer, Skyggen aff een ikjend Mackt Der den hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk Prackt Dende

'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

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

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