The
forest in the dim light
The
silence in the green
The
many eyes floating in the air
They
never go to sleep
You
walk in the shadows
The
long arm of branches
Waving
in the silent night
If
you think of ghosts
It
seems to come alive
You
will feel the cold touches
As
if caressing your neck...
As
you walk in the forest
Don't
call names
The
night will imitate
It
is the sign language
To
protect the souls
In
the forest why some go astray
They
don't practise the solemn way
Calling
names and laughing away
Until
a mist direct them in different direction
In
the forest there are rules
Don't
try to play smart alec
The
forest will engulf your soul
You
will just go missing that's all
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