I hear all that's shown
 His posturish shiver on his things
 And she's always known

 Things from the forest die here
 But I don't
 Dead forest things are offered here
 But I'm not

 Vassels live lies
 Their faith never cries
 Giving in, getting in
 Wishing what her sad grin finds

 Things from the forest die here
 But I don't
 Dead forest things are offered here

 But I'm not
 (x4