The Transylvanian Dream

A Wind cries through the Night
As if to mourn to the Dead
Not a friend to say goodbye
Now my Journey lies ahead
Outside in the foggy Night
A Carriage waits for me
The Coachman is dressed in black
But his Face I cannot see

The Shadows in the Dark
Watch us as we fare
Into the Depths of Night
In a Moonlit Glare
I turn my Collar up
And grab my Cape so tight
Cold Breath on my Lips
As we ride into the Night

A Night that falls darker than before
In a Land shrouded in Ancient Lore
Darkness is calling, I shall not ignore
Who I once was I am no more

Beyond the great vast Forest
Hazy Mounds and deathlike Mist
Beyond the great vast Forest
I cross the unknown, endless Bridge
Beyond the great vast Forest
Ghostly Hands lead through the Moors
Beyond the great vast Forest
Time will unlock these ancient Doors

From a Place devoid of Light
The Iele call my Name
Their Singing wreaks my Mind
My Death their only Aim
Their Song cuts like a Knife
Into this mortal Flesh
The Coachman’s cold Visage
Now grins at me like Death

The Carriage is guided by howling Hounds
A ghostly Wailing keeps me spellbound
And the Horses race across the Ground
But their Hooves do not make a Sound…

Beyond the great vast Forest
Hazy Mounds and deathlike Mist
Beyond the great vast Forest
I cross the unknown, endless Bridge
Beyond the great vast Forest
Ghostly Hands lead through the Moors
Beyond the great vast Forest
Time will unlock these ancient Doors

A tall Figure in the Mist
Points his Finger at me
To guide me through the Night
And what will never be
Shrouded Realm of Mystery
That shall welcome us all
A vision of Infinity
And a Thousand Funerals…


MUSIC BY AZTER
LYRICS BY USTUMALLAGAM AND AZTER