Woods of Valacchia
After the night of the dark moonThey come back to lifeFrom the crypts... free from the chains
When the sky changes coloursThe ghosts of the past announce the wordsOf the dark book
Blood will be lifeThere will be a morbid breathThe rain will be tearsAfter the night of the dark moon
Candles on the way towards the templeYour broken nails on the treesTo hide you from the priestsIn the woods of Valacchia
Blood will be lifeThere will be a morbid breathThe rain will be tearsAfter the night of the dark moon
On the hill the stake for the witch
"Eko, eko, Azarak.Eko, eko, Zamilak.Eko, eko, Cernunnos.Eko, eko, Aradia."