Şarkı sözleri : Ulver. Wolf & Passion.

Uden Sorrig for det, som svandt
Han drager paa nye & farlig FA¦rd
Hans eeneste Sorrig vA¦re at han intet fandt
Som vaer een Taare vA¦rdt

Til han Medynk saae
I hendes A?ine, der alt Lius vaer tendt
Der al GlA¦de snart vaer endt
Slig een Pige hellig, vacker
Det brustne Blik flacker
Hun kiA¦ndte Haabet brast

Han viiger for bendes Blik
Med een smertelig Mystik
Fylder hende mod HiA¦rtenskiA¦r

Med hendes Ild ligger sort & dA?d
Ondskab qvalte hver een GlA?d
Dend hviide Gloe, dend slukte han
Men dend ha'r skabt een mA¦cktig Brand
Aff Had & Elskov & tungindigt Haab

NyfA?dt bA¦res Maanen Frem
Ofver det Sind som her bleff rA?fved
Aff dend mA?rcke,
Magi paa hende A?fved

Med rA¦dde Skrit. mod ham -
Dybt berA?rt:

"Du Diefvlens Sendebud,
som bA¦rer Fryckt fra Mand til Brud,
Du Menskehadets reene Styrkedrik,
Du nA¦ring for min SiA¦l, som dA?r;
Gaae ey bort, o Skygge, fA?r
Ieg viiser KiA¦ndsler som ieg hafvde Angst
For at nA¦re fA?r ieg bleff din Fangst"

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