
The Cursed Forest
The Cursed Forest - the second song inspired by the old game "The Kickmaster" #1 The Last Defenders https://suno.com/s/lOIAVorHPUQWpuUO =================================================================================== [verse1] "...my brother's lost... the king is dead... You damn sorcerer... i am coming for you..." i stepped between the foliage dense, the muscles tense, instincts ablaze The forest once bright now's a nest of undead Who's close - they felt creeping dread. The bones are shaking on the ground they're all wait to be called when spell's sung aloud... [pre chorus] the leaves are falling the wind stays still i am pushing through the dread i feel... [chorus] ...is drowning me in darkest green no longer soothing, it's drowned with sin the whole life from here were drained away dead is the one who decided to stay... the bones, the rotten - death rules here... find strenght to fight or disapear... [verse 2] I pushed through woods thats cold and harsh ...days passed, night cames - no peacful starry skies. i come to clearing, feel sudden haze My mind crafted with forest's endless maze My brother's voice shouts in my mind Don't let the witch to break your mind... [pre chorus] the leaves are falling the wind stays still i am pushing through the dread i feel... [chorus] ...is drowning me in darkest green no longer soothing, it's drowned with sin the whole life from here were drained away dead is the one who decided to stay... the bones, the rotten - death rules here... find a strenght to fight or disapear... [bridge] Whispers claw at my weary mind, my brother’s face — the witch’s guise combined... roots twist ‘round my feet, they breathe, they moan, this cursed forest wants my bones. The moon bleeds white through the crawling mist, her laughter cuts — a serpent’s hiss. I draw my blade, though hope is thin, the curse won’t win — I won’t give in... [final chorus] ...still drowning me in darkest green, no mercy left, no soul unseen, the forest screams — it takes, it feeds, on all my fears, and my deeds. The bones, the rotten — rise and leer, I’ll end this spell or disappear... my brother’s voice, a ghostly prayer — “End the curse, I’ll meet you there…” [outro] I cut the spell, i pierced her chest... the witch is dead, in foliange she will rest... i saved my life, i saved my soul... ...not gonna be the one who's fooled...

