Deep in the forest,
The smell of rotting flesh,
It lurks,
In the air,
Deep in the forest,
There lies a cesspool,
Of severed heads
And poo,

Wake up in a pool,
Of your own blood and poo,
Mutated rats have
Overpowered you,

They feasted,
On your eyeballs,
And scratched
The inside of your throat,
Then they had sex
With your eyeballs,
And they came,
Inside!

Wake up in a pool,
Of your own blood and poo,
Mutated rats have
Overpowered you,

Wake up in a pool,
Of your own blood and poo,
Mutated rats have
Overpowered you