Withness The Occult Practices
Of The Lost, Forbidden Race
Uncivilized Vicious Tribe
Hides In Trees Till You Arrive
Trailed And Lured Into The Hive
To The Village Of The Damned
You'll Witness Unseen Horrors
You Won't Live To Tell The Story
They Made Traps Across The Island
No Foreign Travellers Will Survive
Their Bloodhunt's In The Night
Eating Travellers To Remain Alive
Outnumbered And Surrounded
No Guns WIll Do You Good
You Came To Look For Something
In Return, They Found You!!
Hunted, Trapped, Killed, Skinned
Flames Will Rise, It's Time To Feast
Stabbed and Eaten Alive
Rip Your Entrails And Eat Your Eyes
Devouring Your Flesh
Until There's Nothing Left
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