You may view a Romanian translation of this here.
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In the Forest of Shadows
19.9.2007
Dappled moonlight through the trees
Lands on crisp, frosty grass,
Lighting up the chilling scene
Without a sound.
Shadows, dark and deep, fall
Black, like ink, upon the ground.
In my darkened mind,
The demons dance.
In the shadows, demons dance
As the wind sings of terror.
Such a chilling scene
But not a sound.
Spinning, leaping 'round tufts of frozen grass,
Their heat melts the frost.
Swirling to no tune,
But still they dance.
The tuneless beat gets faster.
Their feet begin to glow with flames,
Dancing to a beat,
But not a tune.
With a high, soulless shriek --
The beat stops;
The flames die;
And the demons disappear.
Icy moonlight through the trees
Lands on cold, sparkling grass,
Lighting up the pristine woods
Without a sound.