[whispering] Dark forest, Gloomy forest, On a winter’s night. [normal tone] I am famished, I am parched, I have wandered countless miles. No compass, no time, Only darkness on my mind. Let me draw upon the prophetic power of the season. Let me see what lies ahead. Is it gloom? Is it light? It will let me know tonight.

[whispering] Dark forest, Gloomy forest, On a winter’s night. [normal tone] I am famished, I am parched, I have wandered countless miles. No compass, no time, Only darkness on my mind. Let me draw upon the prophetic power of the season. Let me see what lies ahead. Is it gloom? Is it light? It will let me know tonight.