i. Intro

Memories of mythical events, lost
Reborn again in total relaxation
Exploration in the darkness, frost
Leave your flight without question
Death impossible, never fear
Souls surrounding you hold you dear
Stream of consciousness, endless, never breathless

ii. Iron Stampede

On the run
Steel bison stampede
Footprints of iron
On either side, trees
Trample the lion
Imminent danger, direction ensured
Wandering aimless, perhaps we are being lured
Soon to discover
Leaping forward
Looking for cover
Suddenly it never existed

iii. Forest Silhouette

On the path
Surrounded by beauty
A rest from insanity, nonexistent
There is no sky, only a gray blanket
Pure wilderness, death killed by joy
Yet the atmosphere is dark, dreary
As I walk forward, towards the lake
I see other trees, blood red
Seemed to be dying, but for whom to make?

iv. Red Trees

Only evil could have caused such
I see a man, he guides me
Brings me to the edge of the lake
Starts to explain the disease

v. Diseased

"An obscure ailment, cured by none
A disease caused by only one
An evil presence feeding on the fibers
Turned to the color of the blood of liars
A true consequence of death
Yet does not harm until final breath
Why is it drawn to my residence, I am unsure
Yet I will never leave
Till the globes end their feed"

vi. Globes of Light

Death, bright
Evil, light
The globes leave the trees, hungry
Appear holy, poison the angry
The forest they consume, with no host
Deadly to all, unseen by most
The legacy of a fallen angel
Destroyed only by true darkness

vii. Darkness

Awake, stunned
For it appears I had won
Darkness achieved
Light revealed
Forest restored, natural beauty
Destruction of light
In the form of a parasite