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the darkness of the night is lit up by the man's sorrowful skipilse
ir þæn marder iagh sitia ir væntan
min nat. min nat for evogher
iagh sitia ir min diupe skogher
miþer ir mot ællivu vaxlius
miþer ir mot þ¦n r¸Ã¾er drakin
miþer tekn. my krapter
miþer strengthens. my förþ
ener lightens dimba sweeps marder
korpr blacker siunger sit sizter vral
bloþ splashes my hu
my knives clean my aþra
hyl iagh h¸
snapping cruelly from the crypt of the forest
is my trulæt now vist
min æ fylghia mina fotr spor
trulens tiþ æro h ¦r
ir tekn af þæn r¸Ã¾er drakin
mit øþe l¦ggiandhe bloþ
nu hafa fylt marken
skipnadhir til h¦ster hemtar mik nu to my heart
now iagh rest on my throne
grimly iagh watch in ir marders vra
dagher ir still iagh øghna ir mirkrk
ok see pa þe trul sva kolin
pa my stump weak h¸gher. min trona
iagh hema sum fiskr ir vatn
ensamber iagh lifo. ir mit revir ir Kaos