The Woods Themselves Lyrics


I hide behind the cloak of night

'Neath the leaves, away from sight

Cursed by the demon's spell

Dooming us to eternal hell

The words are read, now we are free

The evil dead set unto thee

Wracked by the need to feed

For your crimes now you will bleed

Beg and plead, you cannot yield

No escape, your fate is sealed

Not a man who could be repelled,

Your killer is us, the woods themselves

Through the trees, you try to run

Praying for the rising sun

But it's witching hour, you're out of luck

Dead by dawn, you are fucked

Snared by bracken, you're taken down

Into the mud, your body is ground

Quickly turn from brown to red

As the savage grove severs your head

Stabbed and burned and limbs removed

I should be dead but still I move

Buried alive in the hallowed soil

But it's not over, I still recoil

My shallow grave fails to keep me in

I soon return, you cannot win

For all my wounds I'm scarcely maimed

You scream and flee, and I chase again

You started this with an evil tome

And now it ends as we chew your bones

Lie in wait for a thousand years

For our next meal to wander near