You won't see him here
in the dark forest of the fear
the joy leads him far away
to the alight shiny rays

But i sleep here every day
under the naked trees of pain
the shadows cover me from above
and i am covered by a demonic mask

You won't see him here
but you can be on my spear
i hunt every soul that comes in
to my beutiful world of fear

but today the trees are rotten
and i don't have any cover
all my painful memories are on fire
and just you can save me from my own disaster


(Dedicated to the person who reminds me the right golden
path to the right forest)