The Dark Domain
I've been awake in this houseShe's vanished... Like a phantasmThe desperation is the mistress of my thoughts
Slave of this houseSlave of this nightmareAll seems to be so alive and macabreAlso my tears seem to liveWhen are falling on my face
The moon is covered from obscure cloudsBut I can see... Like the eyes of a batDarkness wrap me in theis silenceInto obscurity of this room
I open the door... Walk in the passageAnd I take the cricifix in my handRooms... Stairs... And silence... Around me!!Perhaps... I'm alone... And I can't escapeFrom this mournful place
All is closed... Doors and windowsI'm condemned to wait her returnI shall come back in my room
I hear someone open the doorShe enters with sirene mienTo say me "Good night" but before she comes out...She looks at my cricifix...And she says:"The people of TransylvaniaDon't believe in this formsOf faith and idolatry"Remove your crucifix !"
I feel an asphyxiating sensation of fearNow I know of the dangerI can't escape from the doorsBut only from the window of my room