In the evil hour On Forest Vermilion ♪ He found himself within Forest Vermilion Reddish rough woods, where sin is unforgiven Land of grief, where lights have been muted Home of The Mischiefs, where mankind had been transmuted Irrationality Nausea and agony Alternate universe Transverse to disperse ♪ It was a land of untamed beauty Where all creatures living were free Ruined by those who are inhumane A man with virtue could only change Having faith in the universe, he wanted to make another world One where goodness multiplied hundredfold A world phony faces chose to ignore A world where life was little more ♪ And as you can see, he also came with thoughts of fear Fear that makes air tremble Trembles that make Evil appear So here he is, The Chosen One