The legend becomes real

She was banned and no longer
Feeds on our children
The harsh winter took charge
Of his demonic soul

His revenge was bloody
Everything and everyone
In her path are gone
The child from the lake without debris

Bodies tied each other
Their guts ripped
Demonic messages on their bodies
Seven souls fueled the witch

Back to the wall
Fear, agony, pain
I will be the next
And there is no escaping

The macabre ritual is
Seven children are killed cruelly
While the spirit of the old notes all
The service witch runs the hermit

He was killed on the gallows
And the cursed forest remains haunted
But not the end of the legend
Because the witch is eternal

Three young people go to forest
Putting the legend proof
The record of terror
Haunted by the echoes of innocence

Brought the house of worship
Haunted tortured
Desperate and executed
And never found

Sem ter saida!
Sem salvação!
Sem escapatória!
Sem reação!