| Song | Resurrection Of The Wild |
| Artist | Windir |
| Album | Likferd |
| 作曲 : Hvall, Valfar | |
| Every move that we make are for our own sake | |
| You see yourself in the eye of others, why the hell do you bother? | |
| You are the civil man dying for a | |
| Promised Land | |
| I live in the wilderness to avoid human emptiness | |
| Firstborn in the hall of the mountain | |
| Wandering through the endless woods | |
| Surviving on weaker creatures | |
| This solitary ambience feels so good | |
| With love for myself | |
| I have no need for pride i avoid human contact | |
| I live my own life | |
| Your aggressive and selfish fright, keep you awake every night | |
| You hide in the shadows from the past | |
| But the past resurrects and makes the pain last | |
| Wounds from times best forgotton | |
| Are reopening with a smell so rotten | |
| In the hours of despair | |
| When wounds open and grief overwhelms | |
| You close your eyes and cherish moments | |
| From a simple yet so perfect time | |
| When anxiety didn't haunt your mind | |
| A variety og choices | |
| Multiplicity of stupidity | |
| Either path chosen | |
| Lead in the same direction | |
| The abyss seem unavoidable | |
| For the man without affections |
| zuò qǔ : Hvall, Valfar | |
| Every move that we make are for our own sake | |
| You see yourself in the eye of others, why the hell do you bother? | |
| You are the civil man dying for a | |
| Promised Land | |
| I live in the wilderness to avoid human emptiness | |
| Firstborn in the hall of the mountain | |
| Wandering through the endless woods | |
| Surviving on weaker creatures | |
| This solitary ambience feels so good | |
| With love for myself | |
| I have no need for pride i avoid human contact | |
| I live my own life | |
| Your aggressive and selfish fright, keep you awake every night | |
| You hide in the shadows from the past | |
| But the past resurrects and makes the pain last | |
| Wounds from times best forgotton | |
| Are reopening with a smell so rotten | |
| In the hours of despair | |
| When wounds open and grief overwhelms | |
| You close your eyes and cherish moments | |
| From a simple yet so perfect time | |
| When anxiety didn' t haunt your mind | |
| A variety og choices | |
| Multiplicity of stupidity | |
| Either path chosen | |
| Lead in the same direction | |
| The abyss seem unavoidable | |
| For the man without affections |