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