Hymn I: Of Wolf and Fear

Snacket blandt Folck vaer til Bestandighed
Om Fuldmaanens Vee & GrueNaar det klagede op mod hendes Skiaer
Fra Vintrens kolde Eensomhed
Da frycktede de at Vargen vaer nr
Vakt vaer dends gamle MayestetDer vaer Dgn da nogen meenede at hafve seet
I hendes Lius, som han splidder med dend
Skygge som han spreer,
Skyggen aff een ukiend Mackt
Der dend hylede mod sin Gud i infernaldsk PracktDende Diefvels Herold, han herjede
Fra Kandt til Kandt, & mange aff Mandet forsvandt
Paa dend hun lyser, han binder; oc Helveds Ulv,
Han drber, medens Afgrunden brager
Forbandelsen er her visseligenAff Diefvlen han bleff skinked een Gave
Der ved Troldom favned han til Ulv
Ey vaer han lnger een Guds Slave
Der ved Midnat vandred ofver hule GraveAmongst 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 oldeNights 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 infernallThis 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 AbyssThe Curse is certayneThe 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