Souls laid bare, a chill clinging to nights air.
What hidden darkness creeps, in shadows bleak?
While inside light, makes desolation bright.
Who views from darkened portals, those high and those low?
Others come, drawn near...kept from light, they so fear.
What cold, uninvited, guests lie languishing?
Quick their crawl, quick their creep, in shadows dark, and darkness deep.
What remains, does create such ancient decay?
Present the night, prevent the day, souls ever on display.
No entry, no exit, eternal, immortal?
Inside brick, and unseen stone, unknowing, unknown, all are alone.
What transit delivered such lone and sad cargo?
None are living; none are aware, all empty dreams, with sightless stare.
Who watches, these souls ancient antiquity, while night lingers long?
Those from day, to night have past! Dark chill, cold shadow, ever to last!
Who bars such escape, behind lighted, clear stone?
Eternal in presence, souls they do dwell! Living, immortal, night of hell!
What empty wind blows, dark passages keep, souls now restless and alone?
Eternal, in sorrows, helpless they moan! Unknowing, unknown, all are alone.
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