Dark Are The Nights

Dark are the nights when you wake up from the breeze.
Dark when the wind blows through the trees.
Better don't enter don't even come near.
You don't want to know what happens here.

You may got curious, you may want to know.
But I gave my warning and here you go.
At some point you'll realize I was right all along.
When you hear them sing their fearsome song.

Their eyes shimmer when all else turns dark.
They light up like a burning spark.
Locked up in the forest till the end of your days.
Forever running in a never-ending maze.

Darkness, illusion, silence and fear.
Remember I told you not to come here?