imaginary threats

into the woods and through the fields, experience what no one feels, it's getting late for us, another notch in your ideals, into the woods and through the fields, armed with fearlessness and steel, it's not too late for us to release what we conceal, it seems that every legend's just another boring story, you were starved for what you can claim is real, we believe we can handle it behind us, this mission is set to invade our greatest fears, now we're prisoners of imaginary threats, an ecstasy through simmering in blood, into the woods and through the fields, experience what no one feels, it's getting late for us, another notch in your ideals, unleash the fury and pierce the flesh, of what you dread the most, and retribute the venom that's been spewed, no prisoners of imaginary threats, and the enemies are simmering in blood, parts pollute the lakeside, incisions open up wide, heat's rising from the dead wretch, as we migrate down the long stretch, into the woods and through the fields, experience what no one feels, it's getting late for us, another notch in your ideals, into the woods and through the fields, armed with fearlessness and steel, it's not too late for us to release what we conceal