Hidden in the Fog 歌词

	作曲 : Tomasz
	Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven
	Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon
	In the old ruins where the dying shadows
	Are watching the shine from the stars
	Nobody remembers days of glory
	Several hundreds years passed in silence
	Not a soul has been seen here
	O am standing on the hill
	So silent in the sky
	I am drinking the cold of this night
	Old gray wolf flying upon my feet
	Is licking the hand of mine
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog - my own breath
	Small village in a valley
	Sleeping in fear, in a fear of me!
	Loathsome race of mortals
	Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats
	Faithful guards of religion
	Old as the blood itself
	The cult of the undead
	Vampirism
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	She was only fourteen
	No cry has burst from her lips
	Pity that she had to die
	But bow sweet was her neck
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog
	My own breath
	Sometimes only my anthem of triumph
	Echoes in mountains landscape
	Like blood from thorn opened arteries
	Poison flows down the tongue
	Somewhere far away a howling can be heard
	Oh, how beautiful is the night in
	Transylvania!
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	Blood is life:
	ETERNAL!

	zuo qu : Tomasz
	Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven
	Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon
	In the old ruins where the dying shadows
	Are watching the shine from the stars
	Nobody remembers days of glory
	Several hundreds years passed in silence
	Not a soul has been seen here
	O am standing on the hill
	So silent in the sky
	I am drinking the cold of this night
	Old gray wolf flying upon my feet
	Is licking the hand of mine
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog my own breath
	Small village in a valley
	Sleeping in fear, in a fear of me!
	Loathsome race of mortals
	Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats
	Faithful guards of religion
	Old as the blood itself
	The cult of the undead
	Vampirism
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	She was only fourteen
	No cry has burst from her lips
	Pity that she had to die
	But bow sweet was her neck
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog
	My own breath
	Sometimes only my anthem of triumph
	Echoes in mountains landscape
	Like blood from thorn opened arteries
	Poison flows down the tongue
	Somewhere far away a howling can be heard
	Oh, how beautiful is the night in
	Transylvania!
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	Blood is life:
	ETERNAL!

	zuò qǔ : Tomasz
	Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven
	Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon
	In the old ruins where the dying shadows
	Are watching the shine from the stars
	Nobody remembers days of glory
	Several hundreds years passed in silence
	Not a soul has been seen here
	O am standing on the hill
	So silent in the sky
	I am drinking the cold of this night
	Old gray wolf flying upon my feet
	Is licking the hand of mine
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog my own breath
	Small village in a valley
	Sleeping in fear, in a fear of me!
	Loathsome race of mortals
	Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats
	Faithful guards of religion
	Old as the blood itself
	The cult of the undead
	Vampirism
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	She was only fourteen
	No cry has burst from her lips
	Pity that she had to die
	But bow sweet was her neck
	It is night: in my heart
	It is moon: in my eyes
	I am hidden in a fog
	My own breath
	Sometimes only my anthem of triumph
	Echoes in mountains landscape
	Like blood from thorn opened arteries
	Poison flows down the tongue
	Somewhere far away a howling can be heard
	Oh, how beautiful is the night in
	Transylvania!
	Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
	Blood is life:
	ETERNAL!

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