We travel trough wasteland, it's hard but we still carry on
The Landscape is changing which path should we take?
No wat of knowing which one one is the safe
No sounds in the air, this place seems so weird
Behind every shadow there's someone that
watches our way
As we bravely carry on
Into a forest so deep and so dark
Who knows what lies ahead?
It's so strange but it feels like the forest is alive
There's somekind of magic that floats in the air
The Forest keeps whispering "beware,