"I grasp the soil from the tomb 

and cover my face 

This face of a murderer" 



Serpents betrayed me 

They crawled in my head and betrayed me 

Old woods, they misled me 

Cut my face and misled me 



The owls are not what they seem 

They made me do it 

Am I a ghost amongst them? 

But this blood is real that stains my hands 



Tortured by these voices, like flies around me 

They chased me here and you invited me in... 



These woods breathe evil! 

Rust on the ground and the arches of fire! 

These woods breathe evil! 

Here in the circle of eerie winds! 

Towards the black heart of magnetic north 



Black lodge and red rooms of insanity 

Here I reached the point of no return 

With my hands around you they chased me here 

To this hotel of ghosts 

And they showed me this room, this room with a view 

And you invited me in... 



These woods... 

They led me back here, to your buried body...