A child nurtured by stories of fantasy and splendour Growing up with images of old tales and wonders in his heart He spent not a single night without a lasting dream He spent not a single day without walking under the trees “Don't go where the trees are dead and the devil dwells He'll seize your heart if you see his grey eye” Innocence faded in time, overcome with blinding fear All fairy tales vanished and with them my youth For I was that child that used to rejoice in nightly dreams Now nearly all dreams are gone, all gone but one… He'll seize your heart if you see his grey eye” Surrounded by lifeless trees with no sun in the sky I found myself running in a vast field of silence Impending night approaching above the heavy mist In a second all turn red, then I wake up filled with dread Sleep tight... and don't be scared. It's ok not to remember. Your brother is playing with angels now... just don't go there again “Don't walk the devil's path, he laughs while children cry He will play with your head if you see his grey eye” A warning right before bed my father used to say… That warning right before bed my father used to say… In hours of darkness vile words were spoken Was it a warning or was it a threat?