Don’t Go in the Woods
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Crippled foot cast, with dermal ridges captured in hydro-cal impressions Malformation: skewed foot condition A thousand foot prints left behind in the snow Left behind in the snow Crippled foot cast, with dermal ridges captured in hydro-cal impressions Malformation: skewed foot condition A thousand foot prints left behind in the Left in the snow Deformed at birth - left in the snow Marks the earth - left in the snow Krantz took the charge Creature at large Forging a path, hundreds of tracks search for the truth, about the tracks like an invisible man Crippled foot cast, with dermal ridges captured in hydro-cal impressions Malformation: skewed foot condition A thousand foot prints left behind in the snow
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Ice age gives birth to a creature walking upright, primitive man Using tools, making weapons, knuckle dragging bi-pedal death Taking what is mine/Violent genocide Taking what is mine/Violent genocide/Taking what is mine I use the tools I make to crush - annihilate History changes course I use cro-magnum force Ice age gives birth to a creature walking upright, primitive man Using tools, making weapons, knuckle dragging bi-pedal death
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
The trap is set! I have a beast, within my site. I bait the snare to debunk these lies. The bait I use, a human life. No other way, to catch the prize. To take a human life, such a small price To prove the myth and catch the prize Trip line set steel jaw traps Welded cage deadfall - pit To take a human life such a price To prove the myth and catch the prize To take a human life such a price To prove the myth and catch the prize I bait the snare with human life The trap is set (the crypto prize) I bait the snare with human life the trap is set I'll catch the prize I have a beast, within my site. I bait the snare to debunk these lies. The bait I use, a human life. No other way, to catch the prize.
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Dragging bodies through the woods, by their large intestines Matted hair and sour breath, the smell of something putrid Making foot prints in the snow, I've been caught red-handed Fermented smell of blood and guts corrodes your eyes and septum Matted hair, Sour breath The smell of rot is putrid Matted hair, Sour breath The smell of rot is putrid Dragging bodies through the woods, by their large intestines Bloody foot prints in the snow, I've been caught red-handed Left in a bed of leaves - RED-HANDED<--- Your body will be buried - RED-HANDED<--- Evidence, none is found - RED-HANDED<--- Left for dead - underground
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Try to run/I can't hide No escape/I can't run In his grip/time to die I was warned/signs were clear Murderous Rampaging Bi-pedal Hominid They tried to warn me of this, all myths, legends and lies Ignored all the warnings, now it's my time to die Try to run/I can't hide No escape/I can't run In his grip/time to die I was warned/signs were clear Murderous Rampaging Bi-pedal Hominid I tried to stand something is wrong Can't feel my feet because my legs are gone. I tried to stand something is wrong Can't feel my feet because my legs are gone. Where are my legs? Scattered in human remains.
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
RISE<--- Flooding through your city streets we RISE<--- Rise!<--- Washing them in blood. Waves of death are flowing, through your city - washed in crimson Streets run red with the blood of our victims - overflowing Waves of death are flowing, through your city - washed in crimson Streets run red with the blood of our victims - overflowing RISE<--- RISE<--- Streets are washed in blood You run, you hide, you won't survive You run, you hide, you won't survive Waves of death - overflowing Awaits a watery grave Waves of death - overflowing Awaits a watery grave Waves of death are flowing, through your city - washed in crimson Streets run red with the blood of our victims - overflowing Through your streets we RISE<--- RISE<--- Flooding through your city streets we RISE<--- Streets are washed in blood
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
Spotlight in hand the quarry I seek<--- with a spotlight in hand slowly I creep<--- A species of beast, long thought extinct A myth to most, an untouchable feat<--- Spotlight in hand The quarry I seek with a spotlight in hand slowly I creep With my gun by my side I search for the truth With my gun in my hand I'll show you the proof A species of beast, long thought extinct A myth to most, an untouchable feat Spotlight in hand the quarry I seek with a spotlight in hand slowly I creep
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
You were warned the signs were clear that in the woods, death is near Go in the woods, you won't come out alive Go in the woods, you won't survive Hacking, slashing, cutting to the bone Stab you in the gut, blood and lunch begins to pour You were warned the signs were clear that in the woods, death is near Go in the woods, you won't come out alive Go in the woods, you won't survive Hacking, slashing, cutting to the bone Stab you in the gut, blood and lunch begins to pour Don't go in the woods Don't go in to the WOOOOODS! You were warned the signs were clear that in the woods, death is near Go in the woods, you won't come out alive Go in the woods, you won't survive
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
The idle smell of fear - nowhere to hide Lost deep within the woods - you won't survive Your heart pounds in you chest So loud, you can't hide Gasping for one more breath You run. try to survive Panic/Breathless/Running/There's No escape I smell your fear. You won't survive. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Panic/Breathless/Running/There's No escape You try to run away - you never will survive Lingering smell of fear - Nowhere to hide It's your imagination - is this all in your mind Shadows are right behind you - Figment; a ghost, a lie The idle smell of fear - nowhere to hide Lost deep within the woods - you won't survive I smell your fear. You won't survive. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.
Settlers from Missouri Headed west in search of dreams Conestoga wagons Williamette Valley Awaits Journey, 2000 miles Valleys and rivers deep Dangers at every turn Williamette Valley awaits Settlers from Missouri Stranded and broken dreams Dangers lurk around them Williamette Valley will wait... Rivers to deep ford A trail of broken dreams Settlers losing all hope Williamette Valley will wait'85 Out of food<--- Out of luck<--- Out of time<--- Oxen died<--- Snake bite, typhoid, cholera and dysentery Measles, frozen, drowned and left for dead <--- Snake bite, typhoid, cholera and dysentery Ammo low, supplies gone Bigfoot ate my leg<--- Broken arm - broken spirit<--- Broken leg - broken dreams<--- Broken arm - broken spirit<--- Broken hope - Bigfoot ate my leg<---
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026
No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.