The Forest of the Impaled - The Heretic Order

The night is black the moon is dark

Into the valley we ride

Screams are heard it chills my bones

Can smell the flesh its waste decay

It seems aghast the dead amass

Onto the wall we gaze

The crows devour human remains

A feast macabre it’s all insane

The forest of the impaled

The forest of the impaled

Terror strikes my teeth they grind

The fear grips my soul

The cold invades deep inside

I feel I’ll faint I am afraid

The dragon lord the beast they call

Defender of the faith

You cannot fight the gloom inside

Vlad will take your soul

The forest of the impaled

The forest of the impaled