There's an old town wrought
 With mystery of Tom
 The poet and his muse
 And the magic lake
 Which gave a life
 To the words the poet used

 Now the muse she was his happiness
 And he rhymed about her grace
 And told her stories of treasures
 Deep beneath the blackened waves

 'Till in the stillness of one dawn
 Still in its mystic crown
 The muse she went down to the lake
 And in the waves she drowned

 And now to see your love set free
 You will need the witch's cabin key
 Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night
 That's how you reshape destiny

 The Poet came down to the lake
 To call out to his dear
 When there was no answer
 He was [bad word] with fear
 He searched in vain for his treasure lost
 And too soon the night would fall
 And only his own echo
 Would wail back at his call

 And when he swore to bring back his love
 By the stories he'd create
 Nightmares shifted endlessly
 In the darkness of the lake

 And now to see your love set free
 You will need the witch's cabin key
 Find the lady of the light still ravin in the night
 That's how you reshape destiny

 In the dead of night she came to him
 With darkness in her eyes
 Wearing a mourning gown
 Sweet words as her disguise
 He took her in without a word
 For he saw his grave mistake
 And vowed them both to silence
 Deep beneath the lake

 Now if its real or just a dream
 One mystery remains
 For it is said
 On moonless nights
 They may still haunt this place