Think fast and stay sharp
better hold your breath
Imagine dark forrest
with the crooked trees
The whispers growing
Smell the scent of death
Creature is crawling
Its voice is choking you
Calling of the Yaga
Your fear controls you
Just like the unseen threat
Better go back
before all goes to black
Your blood is warming
Something is in your head
You see the ugly cabin
Hear the the voice of her
Feeling of the Yaga
Screaming of the Yaga
Now you see this
grotesque figure character
This is not from this world
It's from elsehwere
This face infects you
so like the insect legs
Pray for you soul
and prepare for the death
Sceraming of the Yaga
Get Up and fight
Take the final step
You feel the flesh
You smell the flesh
There is no
turning back
Your life is spinning
Just before your eyes
Feasting of the Yaga
Killing of the Yaga
Pain and fear
is only what's you left
The beast is back
better be dead
You have to do it
Sacrifice yourself
You killed the beast
Now you rest in hell.