Upon The Darkest Mountain
Upon the darkest mountainAppears all the spirit of the nightWhere the light has sorrowMaybe a day he'll reach
Born from the darkLiving in a land of horrorsLying in a bierBlood and pleasure
Vampires, creatures, demons..., at the gatesSpirits..., we are comeTo stay in this land of tears
[...]We enjoy this land of blood and tears !
Upon the darkest mountainCarpathian spellsWalpurgis nightBlack Sabbath... Sabbath !