fox fire, or ignis fatuus or foolish fire created by
emmitted from a decaying timber.)
lost in the desolate forest
stars give a pitiful light.
far-away glow of the Will of the Wisp
hope in the menacing night.
It is lonely
and cold in the forest,
shiver with fear in the damp,
follow the way of the Will of the Wisp
dance of itís flickering lamp.
as you trudge through the forest,
that glistening torch in the gloom,
eerie allure of the Will of the Wisp
you down to your doom.
lead you astray in the forest,
never traveled before.
you follow the Will of the Wisp,
never be seen anymore.
the Southern Swamps)