Walking under a purple-red moonlit sky
Blinded by crimson light
I roam cautiously only where darkness lies
Some stories come to haunt my mind
Of Vanishing men Lost to unseen hands
Swallowed by the wind's might
They're forever gone
What unseen force could have wielded this dark desire?
Some headed West
Gone with the wind
Others took East
Same destiny
No matter who
No matter where
When darkness comes
The shadows fade out
As if they were swallowed by the night
Maybe they're still there
But they no longer even know
Out there is someone
Who’s playing a game of smoke and mirrors
A mortal game of hide and seek
I smell the scent of the hunter
Like Actaeon, self-assured
Weapons on his hands, well prepared
In fields and woods
On water and on land
It's time to move
And after hundreds of thousands of years
To break the oath
Brothers, I'm coming
I am calling you
When darkness comes
The shadows fade out
As if they were swallowed by the night
Maybe they're still there
But they no longer even know
Le armi, sempre pronte
Pendevano al suo fianco
Era pronto con le sue mani
I suoi piedi, la sua bocca
Nei campi e nei boschi
Sulle strade e sui sentieri
Sull’acqua e sulla terra
Era sempre lo stesso
(Adapt. P. Ovidii Nasonis – Metamorphoseon, Liber III)
When darkness comes
The shadows fade out
As if they were swallowed by the night
Maybe they're still there
But they no longer even know
