A Dance with Shadows
When Shadows Speak, Who Will Listen?
The ancient mansion groans with secrets unspoken, Shadows creep with chilly fingers.
I enter; a cold clutches my spine; You are not alone; these walls confide.
Steps repeat in the barren hall, Ghostly whispers respond to my call.
Cobwebs shudder in the candle's light; We watch you fight the night.
A whisper brushes over my ear; could you feel the mounting terror?
Eyes shining crimson, I see a person Welcome to where the lost are led.
Your soul is ripped in this darkness; my heart beats more forcefully than the storm.
I want to go, but the door won't move; We are many and we judge.
Trapped in a dream, reality disappears, in our world shadows fall.
The vacuum swallows screams; You are toyed in the dark.
The house absorbs my last tear, with us, always you now lay.
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