The Church (Rock)

In the heart of a forest where shadows lie deep Stands a grand ancient abbey where spirits still weep

Once adorned in its splendor, now it's a ruin forlorn Its walls whisper secrets of battles and sport

In the night, you can hear those who chime From the depths of the river, transcending time

In the ruins of the abbey where no soul dares to tread Whispers of the fallen where the faithful bled

Before it was blessed, invaders came fast They ravaged, they plundered, left nothing to last

The bells were hidden deep in the stream Echoes of past horrors now haunt every dream

In the night, you can hear those who chime From the depths of the river, transcending time

In the ruins of the abbey where no soul dares to tread Whispers of the fallen where the faithful bled

Before it was blessed, invaders came fast They ravaged, they plundered, left nothing to last

The bells were hidden deep in the stream Echoes of past horrors now haunt every dream