Look over your shoulder, again. Hear whispers slice through the darkness Frantic footfall A muffled scream It's Behind you.
Waning willows lean into the wind ominous warnings echo, around... the back of your head A pair of Eyes fixed there, too Behind you
A howling tempest buffets your body raincoat billowing behind you as you run. Hear
nothing. Silence swept across the ashes You stand at a crossroad Limitless lines to follow...
But you retain your route through the darkness through the cold
Torrents of trees tower over you Ingrained into the bark a skull Rustling leaves whispering willows Each, step, you, turn to look And tremble. It's behind you
Sprinting through sickle You stumble and fall into a clearing Pathways all around like arteries
But you don't see them can't, or won't Keep limping forward A dark silhouette Blocks the path Look over your shoulder for another way
Too late Shrouded in night, the shadows crawl towards you Hear... footsteps Behind you.