Through the veil of ancient trees,
A shadow stirs, a chilling breeze.
The forest whispers, soft and low,
Where danger hides and secrets grow.
Branches twist like grasping hands,
Roots entwine in cursed lands.
Moonlight fades, the path turns cold,
A tale of fear and stories old.
In the Forbidden Forest, shadows rise,
The night is deep, the darkness cries.
A place of wonder, a place of dread,
Where whispers call the brave to tread.
Eyes that glimmer, faint and near,
A distant growl ignites the fear.
Through tangled vines, the air stands still,
A looming presence bends your will.
In the Forbidden Forest, shadows rise,
The night is deep, the darkness cries.
A place of wonder, a place of dread,
Where whispers call the brave to tread.
Bridge
Each step a gamble, each breath a prayer,
The forest holds you in its snare.
But in its heart, a truth resides,
The key to power the dark provides.
In the Forbidden Forest, shadows rise,
The night is deep, the darkness cries.
A place of wonder, a place of dread,
Where whispers call the brave to tread.