Betrayal - Forest Of Horrors lyrics

(Marcus N. Colon) Disposed of Without a trace The young maiden's dismembered cadaver Receives her grave No stone to mark Where she lay To what avail Such a waste Grim empty souls store her life For satanic haste A brutal crime Satan receives his offering In the Forest of Horrors Oh where could Our girl have gone? A father cries in prayer Their desperate hearts Search eagerly But hope is fading dim Fabled stories can be told But who will know of its realities? Fabled stories can be told Can we overrule the possibilities? Fabled stories can be told But who will know of its realities? Fabled stories can be told Can we overrule the possibilities? Overwhelming, taunting, torment Stirs a trouble minded man "How can I not give the truth Of the things I've done and seen?! I must tell, I must tell, I must tell!" His return To the scene Of many ritual crimes Bringing in The authorities To uncover the hideous finds But no bodies What? No proof They find to his dismay "But the stories That I've told you Have happened as I say!"