Captured! Thrown into a dungeon, darkness engulfs me, confusing me
I have no idea where on Earth, I may be
I remember part of a candle, I have with me, and pray a way to light it there
may be
One match, I pray this works, a light in the darkness that is all around me.

The things I see, illuminated by my small light, send chills up and down my
spine
This not a typical dungeon, but a torture chamber, I wonder how many have died
here
The walls imprinted by the suffering of others, the death all around me, I must
keep my sanity and not lose my mind
Just thinking about this, into my very being, the feeling of intense fear

This place is evil, pure evil, the walls are saturated with this feeling
No where to go, I can't get away, as I feel the shackles on my ankles and feet
I wonder about my own destiny, as I feel the destinies of others, as the evil
within these walls, I just can't dispel these feelings
The walls with evil and fear, they welcome me with open arms, as me they gladly
greet.

My small candle, my small beacon, what do I do when it is gone?
Above me a small window, from which I see a very big orange full moon
This will provide me some light, my mind runs rampant, thinking about my life
and the seeds I have sewn
Pretty much knowing my fate, wondering when my life will end, I wonder how soon?

I hear water dripping from somewhere close at hand
My candle, it has burnt down and now my only light, well it comes through the
small window and the full moon up in the sky
I can make out the outline of torture devices, the things I see, well this
wasn't in my plan
This place of evil and death, soon I know I will die.

Here in Transylvania, I fear I will be tortured until I take my last breath
I see a name scratched into the evil walls, that name I see and feel on the
walls, that name is Vlad, could this really be?
Seems I'm a prisoner in Hunedoara Castle, where Vlad Tepes died, here I know I
will keep a date with death
I know now where I am, in a place where no living being will hear my plea.

Lanaia