You travel alone on a pitch black road.
Through the mist lanterns show dimly,
Keeping the monsters at bay
Until one by one, darkness replaces where they glowed
All you hear are the beasts snarling grimly
And all you can do is pray
Though you search, those rays of hope are nowhere to be found
No destination in sight, no direction but the path
Demons, hidden, waiting on every side.
Insults and degradation the only discernable sound
Your own eternal wrath
You can escape a scary forest, but from your mind you can never hide.