"Don't even try to read our mind" His lovely teacher told in her soft voice "Our minds and hearts are of another kind If you want to learn you've got
On the top of a hill where an icy wind's blowing there is a hole in the ground In the deep shadows between moss-grown deep rocks a demon is creeping around
I'd like to welcome you You've come from far away Step right up, get close I'll take you on a ride I'll tell you tales About the times of ancient days
A circle of warriors, weapons in the hand All their heads on the ground The victor's sitting near on empty stand While the wind whirls leaves around Here
Desire, born in the fire I want to look into my future No name, it's all the same I know it's a horrible creature That day, we seek the way I hope that
The gates are closed, the bolts are welded they've left the red death far behind in the abbey's deep seclusion there's just beauty, there is wine The
It's midnight, a night-owl is howling on a withering tree but watch out, there's something Going on, on the cemetery the body-snatcher is digging up the
The sun is awaking, the fires glow down The spirit has spoken, the token was found Dance to the rhythm, the beat of the drum Is shaking the mountain,
You are blinded by hundreds Of flickering candles They enlighten the hall Curious dancers are spinning All around you You've never seen such a ball Powdered
Now the last rays of the daylight slowly fade away (the) night's closing in Outside of the village there's a meeting on the hill they call 'the sin'
When the night's falling and the dark's crawling in the streets where the bats fly out to kill When a wolf's howling and the death's prowling when the
Now the pain's getting weaker The pressure's growing less Soon the dusk hails the dark with a caress When the shadows' getting longer The hunter stalks
Wake up, keep quiet Can you hear the screaming, too? Don't move, just listen To the Knocks of the cloven hoof Watch out, they're coming Looks have encircled
Four hundred miles from Moscow, Beresina's the river's name I'm longing for some warmness, scarlet cold runs in my veins Each step's a dance with darkness
The Spaniard - is he an enemy? He seems so frank, so free The Spaniard - he looks like good company A sailor, just like me At least somebody I can ask
Embracing shadows lie on me The night shall stay I don't wan to see The righteous way I know that she isn't free She gave her word Her life has to be
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Grey morning, dawn won the fight Daylight drives away the night Fog's rising out in the fields The birth of winter is in sight Dark shadow's fall from