This poor town has seen its share of trials
Now we face a new force, sinuous and vile.
Is something wicked twisting trees
And turning them to ill?
Some diabolic exepertise
Strives to break our will?
Do my eyes play tricks on me,
Will monsters seal our doom?
What were those things?
What did I see?
Hiding in this gloom...
We have turned around and taunted
But moonlight is our friend!
The way ahead is haunted,
Our hackles stand on end!
We will make our stand right here,
Our choice is crystal clear:
We are the beasts, the monsters fear!