lanaia74

Listen! Quiet! as the creatures of the night hauntingly sing
There seems to be some kind of sense of urgency in the air
This feeling makes me wish I could fly away. Oh, if only I was like a bird and had wings
This feeling says to me stay here only if you dare.

Out here, where there is nothing, I have no problem to flee
Here where there seems to be nothing but unending space
The shrubbery, the grass, the foliage, the trees
All this stuff makes me feel enclosed with very little space.

I was so dumb to come out here on a dare
A dare to spend time at this place known as The Devil's Tramping Grounds
It is said the devil him self dances here just for fun
With all this foliage, this one place an infinite round circle that goes round and round.

I'm all alone here wondering if this legend could possibly be true
Oh, I always have to be the brave and take some one up on a dare
Standing here looking up at the starry sky, I realize of what I must do my choices are few
I just can't think about things without being nervous, in this devil's lair.

Even the night it self feels evil and demonic
From these sinister feelings I wish I could run
Oh my God! I feel something touch my shoulder! I suddenly feel very sick
Is it Satan himself come to have some evil fun?