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Sitting in the grime of the trench I didn't realize

Just how far the rot went

Acres and acres of black rotted trees hang

Branches over the sand

A maze of stenches and smells mark the graveyard

Of those travelled and failed

Tar pits and unspeakable creatures here

Kill quickly and dismember the corpse

Through the forest of rot, now, I travel

To escape from that horrible town

But I fear, I doubt and I question

Still I travel to a holier ground

In the dark of the night I'm protected

From evil forces, hunting for blood

In the light of the day I evade them, but

A single misstep and I'll drown in the mud

Human remains mark my path and remind me

Of the fate I'll meet if I don't succeed

The world behind me is as deadly as

The creatures that hide in these trees

Through the forest of rot, now, I travel

To escape from that horrible town

Without fear, without doubt, without question

On a journey to a holier ground

Startled awake by the cries of the creatures

Getting closer as the moon shines bright

Frozen with fear, then running faster than ever

Hideous laughter marks the start of the hunt

Dodging roots and branches as the trees try to stab me

The whole forest now thirsts for my blood

Weak from exhaustion, battered and bruised

On the verge of collapse I accept my doom

But I notice a field in the distance

An escape from a nightmarish tomb