"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...