At one with the forest, im sleeping under the trees.
In comfort and harmony, eating honey with the bees.
Start light passing down, upon my face.
I wonder how i wound up in such a strange place.
Now the beasts call out, from there dreary caves.
My attention eager and anxious, cus i have what it craves.
Rushing through the trees, my soul is in dire need.
This thing is hungry, and needs to feed.
On souls of victims of the unholy, which i am.
Struck down in terror, like a sacrificial lamb.
Stripped of body, and soul.
Sent to hell, to burn in the red hot coal.
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