Prologue

Only a few realize existence of one place
A place covered beneath the wings of consciousness
Those who do not hesitate, are wearing a symbol
Buried deep inside their souls
Those know about the mystic woods

It seduces all in despair
Uncovers their darkest fears
Reveals their nightmares
Slowly stripping their essence of humanity

It existed throughout whole mankind
And will vanish when the las of our kind
Will disappear from the earth

It is the greatest creation of human race
Construction of fear, pain
And their own demise
Shrouded by mist