| Song | Hymne II - Wolf And The Devil |
| Artist | Ulver |
| Album | Nattens Madrigal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garm, Savard | |
| Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang | |
| Til Hex & Diefvels Stolthed tienet - | |
| Om Gudstroe vidnet, mørck men mæcktig - | |
| Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là øde | |
| Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk | |
| Blifver ofverjordisk - Han er slik, | |
| Een Mand i Ulveham | |
| Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand | |
| Oc Eevigheden - hans gaadefulde Aand | |
| Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar | |
| Han hungrer giennem Eevighed - | |
| Sinnker om han grim & sort | |
| Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed | |
| Han tager sig frem baade Nat & Dag | |
| I et eevig, dødstrett Jag | |
| .........Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed | |
| Vild øfve giengiærd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed - | |
| I Had! | |
| 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! |
| zuo ci : Garm, Savard | |
| Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang | |
| Til Hex Diefvels Stolthed tienet | |
| Om Gudstroe vidnet, m rck men m cktig | |
| Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend la de | |
| Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk | |
| Blifver ofverjordisk Han er slik, | |
| Een Mand i Ulveham | |
| Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand | |
| Oc Eevigheden hans gaadefulde Aand | |
| Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar | |
| Han hungrer giennem Eevighed | |
| Sinnker om han grim sort | |
| Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed | |
| Han tager sig frem baade Nat Dag | |
| I et eevig, d dstrett Jag | |
| ......... Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed | |
| Vild fve giengi rd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed | |
| I Had! | |
| 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! |
| zuò cí : Garm, Savard | |
| Ulvens Billeder hafver eengang | |
| Til Hex Diefvels Stolthed tienet | |
| Om Gudstroe vidnet, m rck men m cktig | |
| Ja med Grenser viide som dend Verden dend là de | |
| Satan skabede det som for deris Bilk | |
| Blifver ofverjordisk Han er slik, | |
| Een Mand i Ulveham | |
| Self Vinden er een Tiener i hans Haand | |
| Oc Eevigheden hans gaadefulde Aand | |
| Paa ham een Stoorhed som een Krone Pan fordum bar | |
| Han hungrer giennem Eevighed | |
| Sinnker om han grim sort | |
| Een Tragoedie kund for dend som veed | |
| Han tager sig frem baade Nat Dag | |
| I et eevig, d dstrett Jag | |
| ......... Oc dend stoore, tridste Eensomhed | |
| Vild fve giengi rd for dend tabte Kiaerlighed | |
| I Had! | |
| 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! |