Once upon a night *they* stood still, into the shadows, they whisper.
In the tangle of woods, Looped eternally Looped eternally.
Echoes of lost tales echo like silent screams, we listened to the murmured chants that never ceased, hidden beneath the soft rustle of leaves, we only hear what chooses to be revealed.
Looped again, their essence weaves the void Looped.
Among the trees, there was a secret, where none dared tread, all that was lost awaited to be found.
Looped through time and thought Looped, the whispers circle endlessly...