Midnight whispers call my name Through the gates of ash and flame Serpents coil where shadows weave Secrets pulse beneath my sleeve Candle smoke and silver keys Open doors no eye can see Through the void where echoes dwell I have danced and I have fell Step through the veil, where silence sings Night unfolds its secret wings Cross the line, no turning back Between the realms, I walk the black Symbols carved in fading stone Blood and ink to bind the known Pages turn with whispered breath In the dark, I court my death Clockwork stars align the way Echoed chants from worlds away Lunar tides and ancient laws Through the dark, I hear their cause Step through the veil, where silence sings Night unfolds its secret wings Cross the line, no turning back Between the realms, I walk the black Silent watchers, cloaked and cold Mark the path in threads of gold Labyrinths of time unwind Through their gaze, I am defined Silver threads and crimson ties Truth concealed in lovers’ sighs Past the threshold, no turning back I walk the Black
