Verse 1:

Deep in the forest where the trees seem to breathe,
There's a place where the shadows weave.
The branches whisper secrets old,
Of lost souls and tales untold.

Chorus:

Walk through the Whispering Forest's gate,
Where the trees tell tales of a dark fate.
Their murmurs carry through the night,
As they weave their webs of fear and fright.

Verse 2:

The moonlight filters through the leaves,
Casting shadows that twist and weave.
You hear your name in the wind's soft sigh,
But beware, it might be your last goodbye.

Spoken Word:

The Whispering Forest is no ordinary place,
For the trees are alive with a hidden grace.
They hold the memories of those who've strayed,
And their whispers are the price that's paid.
To enter is to listen, to leave is to flee,
For the forest's secrets are not meant to be free.

Bridge:

A path appears, then fades away,
Leading you further into the fray.
The whispers grow louder, the shadows play,
As you wander, lost, till the break of day.

Chorus:

Walk through the Whispering Forest's gate,
Where the trees tell tales of a dark fate.
Their murmurs carry through the night,
As they weave their webs of fear and fright."