The path and the darkwood
Graves abandoned
Headless saints statues
From time to time visible huge buildings
Some pray inside
Black God feel satisfaction
They possessed by lies 
Deep bites
Wolfs everywhere
Long trip without happy end
Suicidal tendencies grow
More deep more insane
Warriors coming
Armed ready to kill
The cemetery close
Joyride turn into horrific experience
Some call don't afraid
But the eyes strange
Remind first contact with Lucifer breath
Sixth sense propose go away
Black Master show some future
Where goodness doesn't pay
Dream over
Wake up
Reality wait
Pray to blind
Pray for miracle don't be included at the psychopath bloody freakshow