The Living Forest

Follow me into the living forest

And from the damned I'll make you my garden.

The hands reach with eternal agony

As though their life was just out of their grasp.

Forever. Tormented. Taunted in agony.

They reach and pull life from the veins of anything

Anything they drag beneath never to be seen.

Seen again

A maze of death and carnage.

As I enter the mouth of the forest

My hands hold this temple of snow

I'll damn you my darling in a tormental kiss

As my lips burns this curse to your bones

A maze of death and carnage

Follow me.

Follow me into the living forest

And from the damned I'll make you my garden.

Finding solace in the pathless woods.

I long for you and your glorious torture.

Approaching the forests end

Iced heavy branches descend

I'll burn you my darling in a venomous embrace

As I tear your false shelter to shreds

I have bled, I am lost.

I have bled, I am lost.

I have burned, at your cost.

I have bled, I am lost

I have burned your flesh to dust

Your flesh to dust.

Follow me into the living forest

And from the damned I'll make you my garden.

The hands reach with eternal agony