The Snow Turns Red

Upon the darkest mountain

Appears all the spirit of the night

Where the light has sorrow

Maybe a day he'll reach

Born from the dark

Living in a land of horrors

Laying in a bier

Blood and pleasure

Vampires, creatures, demons... At the gates

Spirits... We are come

To stay in this land of tears

Upon the darkest mountain

Carpathian spells

Walpurgis night

Black Sabbath... Sabbath!!!!