malhare

millie:....

malhare: Come little children, come with me
Safe and happy you will be
Away from your homes, now let us run
With Malhare, you'll have so much fun

Oh, little children, please don't cry
Malhare wouldn't hurt a fly
Be free, be free be free to play
Come down in my cave with me to stay

Oh, little children, please don't squirm
Those ropes, I know, will hold you firm
Malhare tells you this is true
But sadly, Malhare lied to you

Oh, little children, you mustn't leave
Your families for you will grieve
Their minds will unravel at the seams
Allowing me to haunt their dreams

But surely, all of you must know
That it is time for you to go
Oh, little children, you weren't clever
Now you shall stay with me forever

millie: forever

ballora: MILLIE! MILLIE WHERE ARE YOU

...to be continued