Music: Brian Knesel & Tim Regan
Words: Brian Knesel

Enter a boy who lives in seclusion
Who knows of the beast, or just a delusion
Nature’s revenge, sent to kill from Hell
Keep away from the depths of the well

Hellsent creature, capture to sacrifice
Forest controlled by unholy device
Family taken from his home as he dreams
The nightmares of deathly spoken screams

A deathly chill, beware the hills for The Ones kill
This prophecy, it will soon be
Hate breeding death
The demons call, the humans fall, death to all
A living hell for those who dwell
In the Forest of the Dead

Enter a man, friend or foe?
Unnaturally calm, his ignorance shows
Is this the follower of the evil ones?
Await the messenger who this way comes

Desolate region, ambushed at night
Unstoppable being, the boy takes off in flight
Running in darkness, the forest his only escape
Watching his family, the daggers penetrate

I am to die, by the ones from the ground
They tear me apart, my flesh all around
Beware these hills, and keep from the well
The demons now come to take me to Hell