In the forest of corpses, hope fades like a song on the lips, of a dying man
Evil spirits will lure you, through the sea of the trees, bear witness since it all began
Darkness will fall on you
If you cant make it through
Forest of corpses waits fro victims
Satanic rendezvous
At the foot of the mountain, breath screams like a haunted priest, in a chapel of rest
Don't stray from the narrow path, those who linger are guests of demons its a wicked test
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Yet another album I’m addicted to. This is definitely one of my favorite NWOTHM releases. It reminds me of being a teenager and discovering Iron Maiden. Love the sci-fi themes. Sludge Mouf