I traveled through the dark woods
Escaped the evil it brings
Battled some really small things
But turns out those things were clones of me
And tho I said the right words
They're all still nagging at me
As if I damned you to hell by
Saying words incorretly
Protect the book with your very life
Tis bound in flesh and blood
It cries to all things evil far and wide
Woh-oh
Watch the army of darkness rise
As foretold by the wise man
Ancient Samarian texts
Flow off the tip of the tongue
With a bouncy soulful resurrect
We're trapped in time
And low on gas
With my trusty twelve gauge Remington
Evil lurks in the distance
Hungry for the Necronomicon
Protect the book with your very life
Tis bound in flesh and blood
It cries to all things evil far and wide
Woh-oh
Watch the army of darkness rise