The Forest is dark, dearie, The Forest is dark;The moment you think that youre lost in the woods, then you are.Do not lose your way, dearie, Do not lose your way;The monsters are lurking not far from the path should you stray.Things arent what they seem, dearie, Things arent what they seem;Kind grins are bared teeth; Please dont answer the calls from the trees.Do not pay them heed, dearie, Do not pay them heed;Hear footsteps behind you, beware but dont fret, theyre just checking.The air is alive, dearie, The air is alive;To help and to hinder, but its how some learned to survive.These woods are too old, dearie, These woods are too old;Watch for crimson wraiths, keep your strength and wits close should you go.Deep in the Forest.
