There's no return from the woods of dismay
There's no way out from the realm of death
Even the pure beings of the light
Drawn into madness of the night
Lost in the forest, no way out
Walking in circles, screaming loud
Demons awake, they smell your scent
The stench of fear is excellent
They feed from you
Devour you
They suck out all your light
You are trapped inside
Your nightmare
