Now I walk the bloody same way...
Way...
Way...
At the end of the day...
Day...
Day...
Night of Sântandrei!
Run...
Run...
Run...
Through the Forest Of Shades...
Shades...
Shades...
Eyes are glowing unreal...
Real...
Real...
I am going to fight...
Fight...
Fight...
The Living Dead.
In this endless night,
Spirits are everywhere.
Under the shinning moon,
Listen to the wolves!
My teeth are growing strong,
My wounds are healing fast,
Battle of spirits
Must end now!
Words of truth in my heart...
Now I feel I can talk.
You called me
Sântandrei!
In this endless night,
Spirits are everywhere.
Under the shinning moon,
Listen to the wolves!
