The Famous Forest of Beech Trees
In the middle of nowhere
Stories said that every night
Ghosts visited this haunted sight
They were awoken from their graves
And they called themselves the “Descendants of Darkness”
They laughed and cried
No one there to take care of them
When it was bright, they ran for shade
But in the dark, they ruled the night
In every season the forest was dead
Not a single sign of life form was there
The ground was covered with an ocean of dead leaves
And the sky was covered with white mists
The haunted place where no one went
Was filled with all deadly men
Angels never visited this place
And devils never left it alone
Creatures of evil had a home
In the Famous Forest of Beech Trees