Portions of Eternity Too Great for the Eye of Man

As the wolf I walk
wild and lonely,
no father owning,
a flame bearing.

"In every night there’s a different black
In every night I wish that I was back
To the time when I rode
Through the forests of old"

— Burzum, Beholding the Daughters of the Firmament
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