Upon the darkest mountain
Appears all the spirit of the night
Where the light has sorrow
Maybe a day he'll reach
Born from the dark
Living in a land of horrors
Laying in a bier
Blood and pleasure
Vampires, creatures, demons..., at the gates
Spirits..., we are come
To stay in this land of tears
We enjoy this land of blood and tears!
Upon the darkest mountain
Carpathian spells
Walpurgis night
Black Sabbath... Sabbath!
