On untrodden paths in the Carpathians

Echoes from the past hovers like the veils of mist

Many of the sounds, of its nature

Warn you of violent and sudden death



In the uncanny nightwind

You'll hear the owls warning

Of what is yet to come

So big and so black

All around



And with the darkness came death

New throats were to be satisfied

Ant the stench of death made us hungry



From the shadows we emerge

We who never were the lambs of light

But those of the unlight



Black silhouettes prowl through the darkness

Protected by the wings of the night

When the moon shines brightly

The howling returns over untrodden paths



On untrodden paths in the Carpathians

Echoes from the past hovers like the veils of mist

And with the darkness

So big

So black