I’m caught in a thunderstorm
And I’ve missed my train
There aren’t shelters in this place
I’m obliged to take refuge
Into that old cemetery
That seems abandoned
I hope I won’t remain for long time
Besides it’s getting more and more dark
But just a moment what is happening?
At the flash lightning I think to see
Something removing over there
May be born from my imagination
But I think to be lost
In this cursed cemetery!
Choked noises now frighten me
Seem to rise from graves
Now I feel a dark presence
And bells tollings here
Seem to come from nowhere
My God, what is it?
It cannot be true it’s an horror!
The dead are leaving their coffins now
And they approach to me in a slow pace
With their corroded hands and feet
Now I realise what time it is
It’s midnight the time of the terror
And it’s coming my last hour!
It’s the time of the terror
I only have to die now!
No! no! draw back! – go away!