Woods of Valacchia, Part 1

After the night of the dark moon They come back to life From the crypts... Free from the chains When the sky changes the colours The ghosts of the past announce the words Of the dark book Blood will be life There will be a morbid breath The rain will be tears After the night of dark moon Candles on the way towards the temple Your broken nails on the trees To hide you from the priests In the woods of Valacchia Blood will be life There will be a morbid breath The rain will be tears After the night of dark moon On the hill the stake for the witch You hear the howling wolves The dead indicate the way for you Towards the stake "Eko, eko, Azarak. Eko, eko, Zamilak. Eko, eko, Cernunnos. Eko, eko, Aradia."