Songtext von Into The Mountains King Realm

Over the Transilvanian's mountains The Sabbath's haunting down, The black of mystery The sculptured of woods... From the valley's deepness Hear it screaming... And griming the fury of Thee... which lightness's opposed. And the fogs whiteness 'S crawling under the grasp, And from the forests stone Dark shadows crawl upon it. The darkness sword Cuts the darkness filed way The occult rage Fronts its face.