"Hymne V - Wolf And The Moon" lyrics

I dende Nætters Nat Possesivelie
Der hun hafvde besættende Glød
Bar bleege Stjerner i sit Skiød
Hylder han hende med een Sang

Dende Lidenskabens Hymne
Vidner om det Baand
Som nu invælder
Natten in hand Aand

Når Stjernerne varsler Grye
Mod to-hornet Sølvmaanenye
Oc Soelen stiiger frem
Lig een Flamme, skiær & reen
Som fra Faedres Offerbaal

Ustyrlig er da hans Sind!
Skiænk kam saa nyt Lius aff dit Skin
Du, Satans Soel

Saa han kand jage tol Bestandighed
Regiære, i kold
Ufattbar Mayestet!

[English translation:]

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!