Lyrics Big History - Ван Хельсинг

Winter is out of the picture
But the country is not shaking from her
The moon is more frightening than the cold.
A noble ancient family dies
The Vatican was informed and now
I'm going on a hike again
Through the sea, mountains and forests,
The path is endless like heaven
Heard in the fog voices
I don't understand right away, as always
But it will show who is who trouble
I see it approaching.
Well, if there's nowhere to run
Terror in the heart does not allow breathing
There is nothing to wish for except life
Call me
Day is running out
Call me
Evil is on the way
Call me
Not too late
Call me
The stars are waking up
I will reflect a nightmare
The world of the living is doomed for the Count
The mechanism of fate is already on
The hour of the eclipse has struck and the moon
Gave power to the darkness in full
A wave of Unclean grows
Call me
A voice of alarm is heard
Call me
Trouble on the doorstep
Call me
I'm near, the world is small
Call me
My name is Van Helsing ...