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TERROR

We had fear,

Now I'll add some terror

This place is quite queer

To come in is rare, to leave is rarer

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A castle stands tall

Away from all but the wind

The breeze's sweet call

Lures visitors in


Dark pines loom

Over bloodstained walls

Death's sour perfume

In midnight halls


Skin so pale it's white as bones

You can hear their ghastly moans

Nothing brings solace in the gloom

You will walk till you reach your doom


In dark the moon shines bright

Night creeps in

Shutting out the light


All you can see

In the dim glow

Cobwebs and debris

All that night wants to show


If you close your eyes

Perhaps you can pretend

That this place will not bring your end


But even in the dark

The whispers are clear

This is a place, of spine tingling fear


Don't look ahead,

For they are behind you

Heed what I said

You might just make it through


Keep walking, go on

Till you reach the room,

Where it is certain

You will meet doom


Are you tired, now?

You can go to sleep

The most terrifying things

Are in your own mortal keep


When your eyes slide shut

And your breathing is slow

Your nightmares will eat you

And the castle will know

 
 
 

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