[Musik: Vintersorg]
[Lyrik: Vintersorg & Norberg]
Mrker och mndimmors nattliga prakt
Famnar nu skogskltt hlje
Tronar den molntyngda nordrna trakt
Med varande kld i sitt flje
Bak tigande furor p urmodig hed
I kvalfyllda skrymslen vad dvljes
Vad skrskdar girigt mot daltngen ned
Dr sklvande skepnader kvljes
[Refrng:]
I skymning stryker blodhgad ulv
P hungersfrd leder frnder
Trstdriven vdrar vidfaren skulv
Med dden bak blottade tnder
Flerstmmigt rop invid granbergets block
Bryter den isande tystnad
Rdsprngde gen i blodplsars flock
Glimmar av otyglad lystnad
Halvdager sprids ver hjd ver s
Skugghrar vakar p liden
Men snkor och myr som av dimmorna ns
Dljes nr dag r frliden
Kall ro jorden dr vargbytet lg
Varmt r dess sinande flde
Den vakande srgam som hrnaden sg
Snker sig ver den dde
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[Vers 1 & 4]
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[English translation:]
Wolf Stride
Darkness and moon fogs' nightly magnificence
Now embrace forest covered envelope
Enthrones the cloud weighed northern land
With lasting cold following
Behind silent pines on ancient moor
What dwells in agony filled crannies
What watches greedily down towards the valley
Where trembling shapes suffers
In twilight a bloodthirsty wolf roams
On hunger journey leads its kins
Thirst driven smells wide travelled tramp
With death behind bared teeth
Many-voiced call at the block of the spruce mountain
Breaks the icy silence
Bloodshot eyes in blood furs' pack
Gleams of uncontrolled lust
Twilight spreads over height over ridge
Shadow armies watches on the hill
But valleys and bogs which are reached by the fogs
Becomes hidden when day has ended
Cold is the earth where the wolves' prey lay
Warm is its ceasing flow
The watching wound-vulture which saw the fight
Lowers over the dead
In twilight a bloodthirsty wolf roams
On hunger journey leads its kins
Thirst driven smells wide travelled tramp
With death behind bared teeth
Many-voiced call at the block of the spruce mountain
Breaks the icy silence
Bloodshot eyes in blood furs' pack
Gleams of uncontrolled lust
[Verse 1 & 4]
In twilight a bloodthirsty wolf roams
On hunger journey leads its kins
Thirst driven smells wide travelled tramp
With death behind bared teeth
Many-voiced call at the block of the spruce mountain
Breaks the icy silence
Bloodshot eyes in blood furs' pack
Gleams of uncontrolled lust
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
