Faint sounds coming from my window Is someone there? Mind playing tricks again Must be the midnight air
A foreigner in a far away land Growing ill at ease Wear from my travels Succumbing to fatigue
A visitation from the spirit realm By haunting visions overwhelmed
Dreamscape of a memory A place so familiar Is this reality? Reflections from the mind's mirror
Awakened as the drapery falls Entangled in the veil Confused in a cold sweat Lying naked and pale
Tentacled horrors Burst forth from below the ground A sinister voice echoes From the sky with a thunderous sound The specter hovers above like a black cloud Casting its shadow, an ominous shroud