Elly's Dementia

They did not know what was waiting so deep in a forest alive
They’d come to search out the legend from 1785
But there was an evil around them that took their spirits away
They searched for the witch of the black hills
Elly Kedward her name
Within the confines of her haunting world
Were three who would soon learn
That their minds must face its unbelief
In legends all so absurd that hide behind the dark
Told by many in laughter for sadly they are lost
But dark was their fear and the day was no good
As the spell on their souls had begun
Did they know down inside that something was there
In this quest to find the one?
But they traveled on into madness with misery in their hearts
They saw the signs of her presence and they heard her cries in the dark
But still they would look for the answers to all they could see and would hear
As thoughts of a laugh at a legend were replaced with dreadful fear
Haunted were the corners of their minds
They could feel the watching of the woods, a million ugly eyes
Elly appeared behind their eyes
It’s Elly that dances in their minds
It’s pure and blessed evil that scares them in the night
It would take now one away and to the other side
Two souls now living damnation alone to question their lives
Lost in her world full of madness they feared the coming of the night
As they sat there scared in the forest
There was a kindred of thoughts so insane
It was sickness of mental confusion it was the final turn in her game
There was a voice so familiar yet weird and ever so strange
It called them on into terror to a house alone without name
It is here that their quest to find Elly was destroyed
With quick gasping breaths
It is here that their story has ended but the legend is never to rest!
But legends are made to sort out the fools but which of us are fools?
This story before you may serve as a warning if this is what you choose…
Will we ever open our minds to greet a world beyond?