In the night of misrey I?m going throught
the dark forest. The forest which is called
"Black Hole" Where deamons are home.
Dismembered corpses are lying on the
way. Shrinkheads are hanging from the trees
Eyes are flashing between the trees
Screams be heard far away. The full moon
is show me the way But he?s shining red like
blood.
Shadows with flashing eyes are
hunting me. A deamon bites me in the neck
And he takes me down.
I open my eyes
and i see darkness force. A deamon like a
wolf Is sitting on a throne. His bloody
mouth Is greedy for flesh. He said to me
"Your brain is the best for me".
They
smash my head And they sucks my brain.
They cutted my body They eat my heart.
They drink my blood And they eat my guts.
My soul rises To the bloody moon.
In the night of misery I have lost my
live. The forest which is called "Black Hole"
There is now my mind.
My flesh lies
on the way Beside other corpses. My head
is hanging from the throne