Evil passes,
But not without repercussions.
They think they are the trap builders—
But once the woods
Begin to offer small feasts for free,
It’s to devour and erase
The ***** spirit of this world.
I belong to the woods,
To the seas,
To the thunders and the trees.
You never won the game—
You lost your security.
You think you escaped,
But you’ve entered terror.
Welcome to the game, demon.