the world unclear,
crimson ground
beneah your feet
Listen well
you did not
and your fate
has been set.
The forests laughs
at your folly.
The darkness calls
and pulls you further
Run run!
flee your thoughts.
doom is at your door.
Your heart has fled
your courage dims
did you think
or even pause
to wonder whether
your choice was right?
It's too late,
you have chosen,
fled you have
from all safety.
Your call is gone
your voice no more.
This is what you followed....
Never leave the forest path unaided