They say he roams these woods.
The legend who haunts these neighborhoods.
He's here, crying out in the night.
He's there, shivering in your foresight.
Watch out for him now.
Please make it a vow.
He'll tear you to shreds.
Unless you catch his threads.
And then you might as well be dead.
And to the monster, you'll be wed.
So don't you dare tread.
Into the lair of legend's dread.