W.O.O.D.S.

Upon this lonesome path I march Through the woods of my insanity This road paved in my suffering leads to eternal despair With calloused feet I only moved on These formless trees whose branches scrape my skin Reach for the endless skin of which i care not to gaze Without care for my thirst My hunger My pride I collapse without care of loss I only continue and may eternity consume me As i continue may i only erode

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026