Whisper……whispering……
Whispering…….
We, want YOU!
You are powerless,
There is nothing you can do,
We,
Are everything that slimes or does slither,
Our merest touch on bare flesh,
Will any living thing wither,
We,
Are no longer, fully of this world,
We,
Are of Myrkwood,
Limbs, fingers, hearts of wood,
All gathered together,
In our living hell forever,
We crave just one touch,
At the heart of Elf or Human with evil to clutch,
We,
Have you surrounded,
No need for you any more to be hounded,
We,
Will come with the shadows and the shade,
We,
Are of Myrkwood made…