In the east amids carpathian mountains,
In one of the weirdest and least known parts of Europe,
We are draw through dark and the hostile woods.
It gives me anxiety, like the calm before the storm.
Surrounded by trees, the wind is blowing and branches crack
Dead silence exept for howling wolves.
They are looking everywhwere.
I spot their black muzzles and paws with blunt claws.
Tonight, when the clock strikes twelve,
All the evil powers will take control.
Frightening slavery of dark night and of horror.
Nobody will understand how sweet and rare is the morning.
Carpathian Dusk ... so full of horror, Carpathian Dusk ...
Dark clouds making me faint. I´am Horrified ...
Black horse like coal
Four-horse carriage,
Mad gallop to flee from the Turkish Troops
And warn the others at the castle.
Carpathian Dusk ... so full of horror, Carpathian Dusk ...
Dark clouds making me faint. I´am Horrified ...
Suddenly the carriage appears in front
Of the castle hundreds of years old
An impenetrable fortress deep in the mountains.
High time to raise the arms and immerse in Battle.
To fight ... Against All Enemies
Of Holy Church.
We are standing in front of the castle, amids starving countryside
Silence before the fight, like the calm before the storm.
Men rise staring death in the eyes.
There will be, no further encounters,
Tonight, when the clock strikes twelve,
All the evil powers will take control.
Terrible fight, all but blood and violence.
No one will understand if he doesn´t survive terror.
Carpathian Dusk ... so full of horror, Carpathian Dusk ...
Dark clouds making me faint. I´am Horrified ...
Tyrants, ... Exploiters ... all must perish!
Eve of the Battle,
The Battle ... for a Throne and for Might ...
Earth will be fed again.