Oh how the gentle breeze beckons through the trees
But this curious zephyr is different
It's leading me further and further from home
Straight into parts Unknown.
I feel like I've died and gone somewhere between heaven and hell
There are good things, bad things and nothing here
I like it here.
And yet I feel a deep, gutted fear
And darkness, too
It's making me do things I shouldn't do
Now every step I take leads me further from where I want to be
Who I want to be
And I don't remember how I got here.
I don't think I'll ever get home now
I think this is my home now
There's no place quite like it.
Lately, people are calling me "Beast" here
Tell me, what have I done to deserve such a horrid title?
I truly don't recall
Have they gone mad?
Have I gone mad?
I don't know anymore.
Perhaps if I do a good deed?
Say, if I help this man just a few feet near
People may think better of me
They'll want me here.
After all, he's just a lost soul
I'll make it so he never wants to leave
And as he wanders through the colors of fall,
I'll tell him the loveliest lies of all...
Beware the Unknown.
Fear the Beast.