A red toadstool here, a moss covered rock there,
Voices in the wind are everywhere.
They call to you to come and join the game
Somewhere you have heard voices that sounded the same....

As you follow the sound
Darkness begins to fall all around
A rustle in a nearby bush sends your heart racing
Don't be afraid..it is only WOLVES chasing

The shrieks that you hear, are yours you fear
The sounds, the cries!! They are getting so near
Run quickly now! On your heels you feel their breath
To stop now would mean certain death

Goddess! I can run no longer!
The noise in my ears can get no stronger!
Let the darkness consume me if it must! Here I lie!
This is it...I will surely die....

A clap of thunder and all is well
The wolves retreat again to the depths where they dwell
Soft rain pitter patters upon your head
Washing away all signs of dread

Step out blessed stranger,
Gone is all danger
You are entering a realm where faeries dance, and witches play
Step through the red door, and enjoy your stay...