In shadows deep, where whispers dwell,
A realm untouched by daylight’s spell,
There lies a land of endless night,
Where eerie winds embrace with might.
In this abyss, where darkness reigns,
The soul’s despair finds silent chains,
No solace in the moon’s pale gleam,
Nor stars that fade in the void’s scream.
Through haunted woods and winding paths,
Echoes of forgotten wrath,
Each step a dance with unseen fear,
As shadows stretch and draw near.
In depths where dreams and nightmares blend,
A realm where light dare not ascend,
There, in the heart of endless gloom,
Lies secrets shrouded in the tomb.
Beneath the cloak of starless skies,
Where whispered secrets never die,
The darkness claims its silent toll,
As shadows consume the weary soul.
Yet in the blackness, a flicker gleams,
A glimmer of hope in haunting dreams,
For even in the darkest night,
A spark of light can still ignite.
