Blogg Marko K

Ungarna på skogsmulle!

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// Marko K

According to the legends

There is a creature

Hiding in the northern woods

His heart is cold as winter

And his hair is made of leaves

Where his name is mentioned

A cold wind bends the trees

For he's the one that fills our souls with fear

For he is Skogsmulle!

He lures children into the woods

And makes them become his disciples

There they are taught to live only on death cap

And to throw stones

On the people

Walking in the forest

In the northern woods

He is one with his surroundings

Every tree his castle walls

Every stone his throne

Where his name is mentioned

A cold wind bends the trees

For he's the one that fills our souls with fear...

jeje SKOGSMULLE!!!

A greeting from Spain.