Deep in the shadows, past mountains so steep,
Lurks a villain who stalks while the overworld sleeps.
Not a warlock, nor phantom, nor fiend from the deep—
But a florist with vengeance, so soft yet so steep.
Deep in the shadows, past mountains so steep,
Lurks a villain who stalks while the overworld sleeps.
Not a warlock, nor phantom, nor fiend from the deep—
But a florist with vengeance, so soft yet so steep.