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By Ulver, We fear the things
We don't understand
The powers
Of good
And evil
Of the
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By Ulver, You are
From the heart
Of it all
The light
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By Ulver, Dead City Centres
You're taking a ride to the underworld
Where death
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By Ulver, Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier
I Skogens dybe grønne Kammer
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By Ulver, Love god harder
From behind the red
Flames of the
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By Ulver, Science
The new aristocracy
Progress
The world is on the march
Why shouldn't we
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By Ulver, De entede Tøsens Hiemkomst
Hun vaer i mørck Skog faren
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By Ulver, For the record
No one will understand
What it is
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By Ulver, We hold each other
In the dead of night
And the end
Begins
When
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By Ulver, Little bird in blue worlds
Spinning things with wings
Beating
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By Ulver, you fly
or rather float, drift
through the enormous dark room
a room
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By Ulver, Ikke må den love å vandre I mørket,
Som ikke
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By Ulver, The shadows
Shadows
Of the dead
In the silence
In the night
Close your eyes
And
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By Ulver, My name it means nothing
My fortune is less
My future is
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By Ulver, Har du synen
Kan du se at sola
Ulvsblakk
Har
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By Ulver, For all who used to be
And now are
In the dark
Light
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By Ulver, Ghosts presence, ghost music in the radio at night,
when you
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By Ulver, Amongst men words went
Of the Full Moone's woe.
When a dirge
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By Ulver, The spell did breake and gave release
To hours amongst Mankynde
But
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By Ulver, The images of Wolf once served
The Pride of Witch and
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By Ulver, Had Love fetter'd this force of free?
What he leaves dead,
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By Ulver, Østenfor Sol og vestenfor Måne
Dit kommer du sent eller
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By Ulver, (plates 6-7)As I was walking among the fires of hell,
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By Ulver, (plates 12-13)The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and
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By Ulver, (plate 15)I was in a printing house in hell &
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By Ulver, (plates 17-20)An angel came to me and said: 'O pitiable
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By Ulver, (plates 22-24)Once I saw a Devil in a flame of
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By Ulver, (plates 25-27)1. The eternal female groan'd! It was heard all
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By Ulver, De entede Tosens HiemkomstHun vaer I morck Skog faren vildSneens
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By Ulver, Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfftLyddende fjernt til Ord som bli'r