Dark schemes move behind me Moving schemes behind me Yes... behind me A movement in the trees I hear it breathing A faint whisper in the black I cannot see Don't look back Can't look back Can't look back Don't look back at me Don't... look... back... Something moves behind me Something in the trees I whisper into void I cannot see I must flee I must flee I whisper to a tree I move, yet it's not me I flee. Look back... It's real enough to me...
