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Gazing into the Transylvanian mist Lifted before me were the veils of time An ancient force of darkness guided my soul Whispering a cold, mysterious rhyme Thus I caught a glimpse of a long forgotten past Reflected in the silver circle way up high I froze in the fog struck by these horrors Unaware if I would live or die Through rites by mortals long forgotten One with darkness in wind and rain Engulfed by echoes of a distant past That stilled my loneliness and pain Ancient castles, demons and witches Lost in the fog between joy and fear Twisted roads and invisible tombstones The smell of purest evil so near Then a black coach drawn by black horses Appeared through the fog without a sound The horses unlike any earthly beings The coach surely for Hell was bound Filled with fog, the night dark and cold On through the red mist His children fly Letras de cancionesThose whose souls have long been sold Have heard His call, His ancient cry A silver circle 'midst the blackened sky The full moon to guide their paths Witches and wolves, warlocks all fly All of His creatures of wrath All the Master's children... we are lechery All the Master's children... we are gluttony All the Master's children... we are usury All the Master's children... we are avarice All the Master's children... we are sloth All the Master's children... we are anger All the Master's children... we are pride All the Master's children I was shown the splendour of Satan Made love to the Countess in eternal lust The wisdom of ages dawned on my mind The cross must be turned to ashes to dust I saw a sword covering three wolf teeth On a blood red crest like an abysmal gate Shadows from the depths strengthened my soul To wield the powers of darkness and hate Dawn approached the Carpathian mountains My soul returned from the astral plane To ride again the four winds of the earth To blaspheme and conquer in the Master's name From Letras Mania