There’s Something Behind Those Mountains
Something lurks behind those mountains.
Hence our minds are never at rest
No one hunts beyond the mountains,
Those who dare do not return
We’ve read of beasts that hide in caves.
And heard of beings that tear and eat
For long, the torment seemed endless
With abandoned farms beyond the
With time life became loud and clear.
And dark shades became more clearer
The beast we feared was a new life;
Once past it, coming back becomes