Specters of Despair
In shadows they linger,Specters’ whispers echo,Their dread fills the night.Haunted air breathes cold,Soft voices of despair hum,You walk through the chill.Ghostly wails lament,Through darkened, endless corridors,Your courage stands firm.Dark clouds stretch and fold,Their whispers a bitter cold,Yet you burn with fire.In the gloom’s tight grasp,You press forward, spirit bright,Undaunted by fear.Silence breaks in screams,Specters weave their mournful tales,Your strength remains pure.While shadows cry loud,Your heart’s light is a fierce blaze,Chasing away gloom.