The
forest gloomy
The
lights can't shine through
The
big canopy leaves
Sheltered
it all
Under
the moist ground
The
fallen leaves carpeted it
Leaving
a thick softness
The
silence walk the day
Even
all kinds of birds
Nothing
is heard in the damped forest
The
big trees coiled around
With
shapes of different faces
The
charging knights
With
long lances and horses gallop
Marching
deep into the dark forest
The
echo of evil the snare of arrows
The
battle of right and wrong
In
the moist ground and thick green forest
The
shrieks and groans and shouting
In
the forest of darkness
The
images of the host
Its
knights in dark amour
Galloping
in and out
The
silence turns into loud roar
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