In the mist that rises from the ground.
You can see a shadow.
As the mist parts to let them through.
All is quiet. As they seem to blend to one.
There is something mystic.
And it makes an eerie silent sound.
The kind that makes your skin crawl.
You want to run and hide.
But you can't seem to move at all.
Or cover your eyes in fear.
Then there she is standing tall.
So very near. You can feel her power.
Echoing in your mind.
You'd like to run but the strength you cannot find.
Is she one or are there two?
They seem to enter change.
They say to stare at her will make the sane deranged.
They say she once was human.
Took her own life in haste.
Now this is where her spirit dwells.
What is known as Connors County hell.
To see her rising up from the ground.
Enveloped in the mist.
Is more than one can handle.
With deaths slow kiss.