Rosarian - Secret Of The Sarmatian Castle

From the mistiness of past ages
Emerge the tempestuous night
In which severe Polish magnate
Doomed beauty in velvet gown
In magnificence chamber
Of aristocratic palace
Calamitous distraught woman
Has been confessed,
Waiting for her death

Chorus:
Blade spilled her crimson blood
Life expired like a falling stars
Dead priest lies poisoned by wine
so silent breathing hard


Wounded sarmatian dignity
Denies its claim to life
For tragic love with the servant
Rejected from her own family
The lurid cellar in the old ruins
Filled with forlorn cries
Cold blows of wind predict
Appearance of the black wraith

Exhumed carcass
With the shredded black veil
Someday will be magnificent
Again...