1. CSEJTE VARA...

Come... the wolves of the night.
From the forbidden caves of supremacy.
bring... the night on fire.
The maiden blood, keys to eternity.
Shine... the streams of the moon.
Let her light shine down, full of sorrow.
When the nightly winds call my name.
When the shadows of the moonlight burn.
As the candles flicker not with the wind.
And the howling of wolves gather.
Spectral phantom lights float across the land.
Lunar mists enshroud the castle on the hill.
Cold... black mists, came the night.
Frozen hands lay still, laced with silence.
Blood... purest blood.
Drink the keys of forever.
Shine... down to me.
Lakes of moonlight, raining down.
When the thunder and the wicked lights burn.
When the ghostly castle echo of the past.
As the spirits flicker, as the sky dripps with mists.
And the crying winds howling my name.
Spectral shapes of sorrow, of wrath and hate.
Lunar mists enshroud the castle in the night.
All that is long does not last.
All that is old does not wither.
Not all that is over is past.
From the ashes a fire shall come.
A light from the shadows shall spring.
Bound shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.