As I went down along the road,
A strange dark house
I saw through the fog
with no windows on the walls
but a tall, wide-open door.
So, I stepped inside mesmerized
by the indoor music and the dim lights
and weird things came to my sight
like wild dreams before my eyes
I walked through a somber, cobwebbed hall
which led to an ancient staircase
and as I climbed the creaking steps,
I felt caught in a spellbound daze.
So, I came to a room on the upper floor
where the music flew into a muffled roar
and a white lady stood eerily there
her face framed with long black raven hair
she turned to me a long hypnotic stare
and her eyes compelled me to follow her
So, both we went through a corridor’s glare
into the very seat of madness and despair
we entered a chamber full of raging fires
we sank into that hell as if in a deep mire
and I saw the flames morph into snakes
and their bites hurt like all my life’s mistakes
and then those poisonous fangs reached for my neck
and all around me went completely black.
When I woke up, it was almost dawn
the house and the fog were both gone
leaving no mark on my flesh and bones
but a maiden’s name etched in my heart of stone.
