The Shapeshifter

[Short Instrumental Intro] (Verse 1) In the heart of the forest, where spirits roam, Lies a soul of many forms, not bound to home. Human by day, by night transformed, To beasts and birds, his essence adorned. (Pre-Chorus) He roams the woods, under moonlit sky, With ancient wisdom, he'll never die. His spirit roams, wild and free, In the heart of nature, where he longs to be. (Chorus) Shapeshifter, master of disguise, In the depths of the forest, his secrets lie. A seeker of truth, in the ancient trees, Guardian of nature, in the wind he breathes. (Verse 2) Through the ages, he has roamed, Seeking knowledge, in every tome. From the roar of lions, to the flight of birds, He learns their ways, in whispered words. (Pre-Chorus) With the wisdom of ages, in his soul, He embraces the cycles, of life's roll. A wanderer, a sage, in the moon's soft glow, In the heart of the forest, his story unfolds. (Bridge) But beware the hunter, with eyes of greed, Who seeks to capture, the shifter's need. For his power is not for mortal hands, It belongs to the wild, to ancient lands. (Chorus) Shapeshifter, master of disguise, In the depths of the forest, his secrets lie. A seeker of truth, in the ancient trees, Guardian of nature, in the wind he breathes. (Outro) In the heart of the forest, where shadows dance, Lies a soul of many forms, in a wild trance. A shapeshifter's tale, in the whispers of the trees, Forever bound to nature, in the wind he breathes.