Travelling across time
Near the mountains of f*garas
The Citadel lies, laid upon an inaccessible hillside
Unconquerable fortress, surrounded by myths
Poenari, so it was called
Flying above ancient ruins
Where history was written in blood
Over ma**ive hills
Watching the thousands of stairs leading upwards,
in my dreams
Hundreds of years have pa**ed
Since the last ruler
He was a son of the dragon, prince of darkness
His might and glory is eternal
Still living today in dark legends