Don Black - Prologue lyrics

HARKER: To think its taken me a mere two weeks From London's smoke to these Carpathian peaks Where night seems so much more dark What grim adventures lie in wait for me? It's far from what one might expect to be The life of a lawyers Clerk I hear the wolves, I see the mist Cut through the jagged hills I feel so cold; it's not the wind that chills... Have we arrived? Is this...?