In shadows deep, where moonlight dies,

There stands a house with haunting eyes.

Its windows, black as soulless night,

Reflect no stars, no guiding light.

 

Within its walls, a silence reigns,

Echoing screams of forgotten pains.

Whispers crawl along the halls,

Tales of woe, where darkness sprawls.

 

Each creaking step, a ghostly plea,

Begging for souls to set them free.

But dare you enter, dare you roam,

In rooms where ghosts make this place their home.

 

The walls, they weep with ancient fears,

The floors, they groan with unseen tears.

A specter's touch, a chilling breath,

Lurking shadows, waiting for death.

 

So tread with caution, if you dare,

Through corridors of deep despair.

For once you enter, you may find,

Your soul forever trapped inside.