The Obsidian Mirror

[Verse 1] In halls of shadowed stone, where echoes softly creep, A mirror of obsidian, secrets it does keep. Reflecting back a gaze, from eyes long turned to dust, A haunting melody, of love and broken trust. The candlelight flickers, casting dancing shades, On portraits of the past, in forgotten glades. Cold whispers brush my skin, a breath from ages gone, A chilling premonition, of a sorrow that lingers on. [Chorus] Within its depths, a portal to the night, Where whispers of the dead, take spectral flight. Lost souls entangled, in a timeless embrace, Reflections of sorrow, etched upon its face. Through swirling mists of memory, their stories unfold, A tapestry of anguish, in shadows dark and cold. Their silent cries resound, in chambers of the heart, Torn between worlds, forever to depart. [Verse 2] A touch upon the glass, a chill runs through my veins, I see a fleeting glimpse, of sorrow and of pain. A ghostly figure beckons, from the depths within, A tale of tragic love, where shadows always win. The air grows heavy, with a sense of dread, As memories resurface, of words left unsaid. A spectral hand reaches out, across the divide, A silent plea for solace, where lost souls reside. [Bridge] The raven's mournful cry, pierces the silent air, A symphony of shadows, a haunting, dark affair. The moon, a silent witness, to secrets buried deep, While phantom tears are falling, in slumbering sleep. A fragile heart is breaking, under the weight of time, Lost in the labyrinth of a love, in its prime. [Chorus] Within its depths, a portal to the night, Where whispers of the dead, take spectral flight. Lost souls entangled, in a timeless embrace, Reflections of sorrow, etched upon its face. Through swirling mists of memory, their stories unfold, A tapestry of anguish, in shadows dark and cold. Their silent cries resound, in chambers of the heart, Torn between worlds, forever to depart. [Outro] Forever bound by shadows, in the obsidian's gaze…