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