....Pain And Suffering Are Number One In The Forest Of Agony....
....Snapped Branches, Stab At Eyes, And Slit Feet To Leave You Staggering....
....Cutting Open Flesh From Head To Toe, Is What Goes On In These Woods....
....The People Of The Forest, Find Pleasure In Pain, They Say This Is Good....
....Poking At Your Neck With Sharpened Javelins....
....The Indians Of Agony, Find Bones For Shatterin'....
....They Approach Passers By Just To Mutilate Thyne Body....
....Then Leave The Flesh On the Bone, So It Starts Rotting....
....Gouging Eyes Out With Knives, These People Made From Rocks....
....Then Chopping Off Each Limb, To Make Them Go Into Shock....
....To them This Is Tradition, To You It's Vile And Unrighteous....
....They Say That If The Killing Stops, Then Also Stops The Sun's-Brightness....
....The Ledgend Of The Wood, The Campers Favorite Ghost Story....
....Sittin In The Forest Of Agony, And Then it Starts Pouring....
....If You Happen To Be In The Woods, When This Occurs Then Run....
....Because The Tribe Of Agony And Pain, Kills All So Your Life Will Be Done....
....As I Wrap Up This Tale Of The Pain You May Find Between The Trees....
....The Indians With Tomahawks, And Their Belief In Water And Breeze....
....Don't Enter The FOrest Of Agony, It Will Cause You Much Pain....
....Unless Of Course It's A Cloudy Day, Cause These People Are Scared Of Rain....
....So Enter This Forest At Your Own Risk, But Don't Say I Never Warned You....
....Because These Indians Are So Quick To Kill They'll Be The Ones To Out Perform You....
....They'll Leave You Dead And Burried The Pain Will Hurt To The Point Of Agony You'll Die....
....It All Depends If You Listened, Because If You Did Then You Won't Go Inside....