Verse 1 Within the grove, the silence bleeds, Where ancient earth remembers deeds. The hollow trees, their mouths agape, Hold stories time could not escape. Chorus In the hollow grove I stand, Roots entwined around my hand. The forest calls in mournful tone, I am its child, I am alone. Verse 2 The wind repeats forgotten prayers, Through brittle leaves and empty airs. Each step I take, the ground will sigh, The stars above refuse to lie. Chorus In the hollow grove I hear, The voice of night, so cold, so clear. The earth remembers what we hide, And pulls me gently to its side. Verse 3 The final breath, the twilight still, The trees await with ancient will. Their roots embrace me like a grave, A silent pact I cannot save. Chorus In the hollow grove I fall, Beyond the reach of mortal call. The forest breathes, the stars have shown, This grove will claim me as its own. Chorus In the hollow grove I fall, Beyond the reach of mortal call. The forest breathes, the stars have shown, This grove will claim me as its own. The voice of night, so cold, so clear.
