| Ancient
Lycanthropy
(breathing) the cold air (haunting) like nightmare (feeding) frenzy bloodbath
(lurking) in shadows (loving) a heartbeat (quenching) a long lost lovely
Let me loose, I can't stop me (lycanthropy) Need to feed, so hungry (lycanthropy) Feels so good, but so thirsty (lycanthropy) Hurts so bad, in my blood (lycanthropy)
(surrounded) by nightmare (haunted) by night air (feeding) frenzy blood bath
(lusting) hot pulse (loving) the shadows (teasing) a well known fever
ULVER The Madrigal Of The Night: Eight Hymnes To The Wolf In Man
Wolf & Fear
Amongst 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 olde
Nights 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 infernall
This 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 Abyss
The Curse is certayne
The 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
2. Wolf & The Devil
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!
3. Wolf & Hatred
O Wanderer in this infernal Night Believe not his Hate will spare thee His prey shall be no one But thee - Who shall tremble when he is near In foolish hope for shelter
And thou - Whose bloode strong wine shall be Thy Soule, his sacred Trophie
In vein he lets thee shed Thy bloode in this Sea of Payne
Then shalt thou not haunt thine friends Revealing: "The Wolf is he!"
Coldlie thy bloode shall flow As streams through Graves below
God is not here, but death draws near And secondes are O, so few In a Nature twofold they shine Beginning and End combine
Fool, thou art prostrate By the raging eyne of his Lifted upwards Rapt in Moonshine
4. Wolf & Man
The spell did breake and gave release To hours amongst Mankynde But then, as now, the strayn Of living, breathing, yea ev'rie move A burden approaching payn
Dishearten'd he was As he wander'd with men On the surface of life - no change No change as the Beast within
They fear him, these fooles A power pure, nature unveil'd Perception sans delusion
Amongst them he walks unseen Like a tint if Twilight The breath of Night
No voice of God did tell Man what He did hide Werewolf & Phantom, Daemon & Beast - Mere names given to what they fear'd
But he - In his heart: An abyss unfathomable As teh blacken'd sea Which loves its deeps
There - An animal shadow crawling O'er the wintry soil All Hope, Joie & Life he slayes
The Moone, rising anew, Bids him welcome from a waning sky
... And by the sounding Of his midnight psalme Feare shall be harvest agayn From the Pious hearts of men
5. Wolf & The Moon
Possesivelie She upon him shone Adorned with dimme stars In this Night of Nights He hailes Her with a song
This hymne of Passion Reminding of the Bond Between him and the Night As they melt into one
When dawn draws near And the Sunne ascendes Like a flame bright & pure From the bonfires of heretics
Ecstatick, then, his Mind! Grant him thus Light anew, Thou, Sunne of Satan
So that he shall reigne Through infinite In colde, inconceivable Majestie!
6. Wolf & Passion
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
7. Wolf & Destiny
No more he wore his constume Red as bloode & wine For wine & bloode was on his hands As he stoode by her bed and corpse When the two of them were found
8. Wolf & The Night
Had Love fetter'd this force of free?
What he leaves dead, he forgets No memories arise from the grave, No anger glides through the night of Soules
With humble tears she flatter'd The Divinitie shes hated and fear'd
Her lamb-like nature Left him not untouch'd By Magick she was bound To the Beast within him
These Soules twain Enforced one's end
Payne anew from woe of olde A Tragedie of endless dayes
Insatiable, the thirst Inconceivable, the lust
Wild & mad he hunts In anguish black at heart
The winter's colde Soone fulfill'd - And his yearning Towards a winter's night
Wandering alone, The Wolf
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