The Transylvanian Dream - Denial of God

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