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In the dark forest of the Carpathians

The shadows of the night

Have been whispering a story since the ancient times

On each full moon night

At such times even the trees are whispering and rustling

From the Carpathians' mist

It grows together with the dark forests

Their ancient power is covering

This gloomy land until all times

A spirit born

To lead the shadows

Through endless roads, which are even thicker

Than Transylvania's most darkest forests

The one who will break the curse of eternity

Will bring twilight upon the day

Will bring curse upon the blessing

And a blessing upon the curses

One will take the living into death

And the shadows will slide away

With the wind of passing

It echoes as an immortal curse

In the deep of all life

Sparks of fear

Flame as great blazes

One will open the worlds' gates

And know the death's gate

One will lead the world into dusk

Will lead the dusk into death

The death to nothing...