I descend down this mountain into the cursed woods Never looking back, My feet become cut and bruised The beauty of this land still takes my breath away An old, withered man Reflects upon His life His face, buried within his hands I continue my journey Voices in the wind discourage me But I'm old, and my body must become one One with the forest I am pulled into these woods with a violent grace I'm almost too weak to walk as he begins to drag me into the trees I look back at my feet As they become dirt My legs slowly sink into this ground And my arms become deeply rooted into the earth And the beauty of this land still takes my breath away Still takes my breath away (away) Walk with me to the edge The edge of earth I descend down this mountain into the cursed woods Never looking back, My feet become cut and bruised The beauty of this land still takes my breath away An old, withered man reflects upon his life His face, buried within his hands I'm Pulled Into these woods with a violent grace Take my hand (take my hand), and walk with me To the edge of earth Take my hand (take my hand), and walk with me to the edge of earth With a violent grace (with a violent grace), take me away