Found in a cabin in the woods Found in the clutches of a madman The book alive spills its blood-ink across the floor It's faces grinning as it changes
The book brings forth and changes everything we knew The nightmares of our youth, alive, have now come true
Another burning for the body of the dead Another day becomes the dawning of our end
Bats fly across the sky like butterflies in June I cry out as they cross the window I raise my hands above and ask for something more But nothing changes, unforgiven
The book brings forth and changes everything we knew The nightmares of our youth, alive, have now come true