In the Dark Wood
a young man once stood
enveloped in an overwhelming fear

A drunken, blind man
lost chasing a lamb
He wreaked of burnt cigarettes and beer

He heard a piercing yell
A sound straight outta' hell
that only in the wood, you may hear

A sound not so kind
It crept up from behind
Foreboding footsteps all too near

A creature full of hate
only death can be his fate
for death is all that happens here

Then after only a moment,
just a second of torment
His ultimate end became clear

In the Dark Wood
a young man once stood
enveloped in an overwhelming fear