The Whispering Pines

[Spoken Intro] In the heart of the Appalachian darkness, where the fog rolls thick and hungry, There lies a place where shadows dance under a canopy of ancient pines. A place where whispers carry tales of old secrets and evil that never dies. Gather 'round, dear listeners, and let the tale unfold... [Verse] In the forest where the moonlight barely kisses the ground, There's a haunted whisper that echoes all around. Old legends tell of a spirit, lost and forsaken, Who waits in the pines, her hunger unabated. [Verse 2] The folks in the village speak in hushed tones at night, Of the woman in white, who brings a grave fright. Her eyes, they say, are ice cold and hollow, Her call is a curse that no brave soul should follow. [Chorus] Stay away from the Whispering Pines, Where shadows twist and old fears bind. If you hear her call, better run and hide, For the evil in those woods won't be denied. [Verse 3] Through the twisted brambles, where no light dare creep, There's a grave untouched, where secrets lie deep. The trees, they know, and their roots run with sorrow, For the soul that cries out, trapped in cursed tomorrows. [Verse 4] Some say she was scorned, a love turned to ash, Betrayed by the one she held in a clasp. She haunts the night, with a heart made of stone, Seeking vengeance, forever alone.