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
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