"At the longest Fullmoon night In the castle near the forest Where the howling of wild wolves Sounds like music of dark abyss [...]   Unholy woods of mysteries, Alone witches full of hate Werewolves hidden in the caves, Forgotten spells of pagan past Long nights and hours of darkness Cold mountain winds blow through the trees Diabolical feast around the fire, Dark shadows dancing with flames   There is a place where Evil lives, There are woods where people die, At midnight blood is more precious than gold, In the Northern Carpathians..."