00:06They told us they were only stories, whispers in the dark for children, but the forest never
00:20stopped watching, and the well still calls the lost ones home.
00:55Once upon a time, the old ones wrote it down, now it's the only one who's in the dark for
00:59children.
01:00Not in books of power, but a nurse arrives.
01:03When the young ones wandered past the edge of town, something waited where the sunlight never
01:09climbs.
01:09They said, don't go near the water after dark.
01:13They said, don't accept the gifts that look like art.
01:17They said the ones who smile and off a cake are the same ones who remember how to take.
01:24Look closer, the patterns never changed.
01:32The same face wears a different name, the same hunger wears a different phrase.
01:44Fairytales were never fairytales at all.
01:50They were maps drawn in blood and ash and bone.
02:05They went and earned in blood.
02:15They were not fairytales, it was the only one who had yet to take.
02:27The liminal places still exist today
02:30Gallery lights instead of candle flame
02:34The same invitation dressed another way
02:38Come closer, we only play a game
02:42Pleasure domes that stretch across the years
02:45Time dissolves when the song is sung just right
02:49Circles form and no one disappears
02:52Until the morning after takes the light
02:57Look closer, the symbols never lie
03:04The same ritual under different sky
03:07The same hunger wearing different eyes
03:15Fairy tales were never fairy tales at all
03:22They were maps drawn in blood and ash and bone
03:30Warning after warning after warning on the wall
03:33That the hunters walk among us, flesh and stone
03:36They cook the spirit, call it culture, call it art
03:40They harvest what is pure and leave the shell
03:44And the ones who know the language of the heart
03:50Still hear the ancient bells
03:56No names needed
03:58Those who see already know
04:02The broom is not a broom
04:05The hat is not a hat
04:09The forest is the city
04:13The well is the glow
04:17Of screens that call the children while they sleep
04:19They told us
04:21They told us
04:23It's just performance
04:23Just a show
04:25But the recipes
04:27Was always written clear
04:31And the ones who feast on what the pure ones grow
04:35Have been dining in the open
04:38All these
04:39Scary tales were never fairy tales at all
04:46They were the only truth they let us keep
04:49Now the veil is thin and every mask will fall
04:53The hunters walk among us while we sleep
04:56They cook with spirit, call it culture, call it art
05:00They harvest what is pure and leave the shell
05:04But the ones who still remember in their heart
05:14Will ring the final bells
05:21The stories never lied
05:28They only waited for us
05:31To read them right
05:57They were the only truth they were
05:57They were the only truth they were
05:59They were the only truth they were
06:00They were the only truth they were
06:04They were the only truth they were
06:04They were the only truth they were
06:04They were the only truth they were
06:05They were the only truth they were
06:05They were the only truth they were
06:05They were the only truth they were
06:05They were the only truth they were
06:07They were the only truth they were the only truth they were
