Hiding lurking in the woods.
Black masses can be seen in the depths of the woods.
in a slpit second they disappear.
They are linked to the woods scheming against the light.
Harvesters of secrets, life force thief.
Protected by some unknown entites.
The fog falls on the woods, the soil is talking the rain feed the plants.
The sun is hidden by a black sky, the wind is blowing his trumpets.
The thunder is cracking with hate.
Soon their world of lies will fall defeated once again.
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