Carpathian Forest
      Journey Through the Cold Moors of Svarttjern
             In These Trees Are My Gallows


1. 	Journey Through the Cold Moors of Svarttjern

Ahh, dance through the cold shadows of Pan
as tears fall from heaven
once I had hold the rarest rose
But, that is now forgotten with time

Among the tree's I wandered
To feel the embrace of etemal eclipse
as my candle bums out
-And we must make the myths

Dark is the moon at harvest
the nightly mist approaches
through the forlorned marshes
-Then darkness has now been achieved

Crush your earthly virtnes
As I stumbled through snow and frost
my feeble heart is longing for the wood
where all dark cast a shadow

It's pale morrow landscape
Has now risen through the bleak night
over the moors and mountains
Flies the hunting ravens, searching

Dance through the cold shadows of Pan
As tears fall from heaven
Then, once I had hold the rarest rose

Frozen is my pagan heart
And once again the dawn is here
hear the sound of silence
In these trees
Are my gallows


2. 	The Eclipse / The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary. while I pondered, weak and weary
over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
Tis some visitor I muttered, tapping at my chamber door
Only this and nothing more

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December
and each seperate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor
Eagerly I wished the morrow, Vainly I had sought to borrow
from my books surcease of sorrow - Sorrow for the lost Lenore
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Nameless here for evermore


3. 	The Last Sigh of Nostalgia

From the ashes he returns
Through the seal of the dark
He looks upon the enchanting moon
His lips are dry
And crave for human blood

Through all centuries
We see the horizon clearly
Deep in our hearts
Under the shelter of a tree

It lives in the well of time
The ancient dread of non-existence
Close your eyes, it leads the way
(To the) Treasure throne of memories

This is the emptiness
This is life
Make a final sign
(And) Leave the world behind