Open the Gate

Midnight dripping from the walls of my room Dust in the air like a silent old tomb Circle of chalk on the cold wooden floor Something is breathing behind the black door Pages are turning though nobody’s here Whispers are crawling directly to my ear I carve the sigil and speak to the void Now something ancient begins to deploy Open the gate, let the black wind crawl Blood on the circle, I summon the call Whispers awake in the cracks of the wall I open the door… and I never close it at all Open the gate, hear the shadows obey Keys made of bone turn the darkness my way Veil of the world slowly starting to fall I open the door… and I leave it for all Wind through the hallway, but windows are sealed Eyes in the darkness that never revealed Steps in the silence behind me again Shapes moving slowly like ghosts without skin Something is pushing the veil from inside Scratching the gate where the shadows reside Most people close it and pray it will fade I smile instead when the threshold is made Open the gate, let the black wind crawl Blood on the circle, I summon the call Whispers awake in the cracks of the wall I open the door… and I never close it at all Open the gate, hear the shadows obey Keys made of bone turn the darkness my way Veil of the world slowly starting to fall I open the door… and I leave it for all I open the door… and I leave it for all Now every night something slips through the seam Walking the edges of nightmare and dream Voices like serpents that coil in my head Teaching me words that were buried with dead They ask me softly: “Why open the gate?” I answer calm: “It was always my fate.” Worlds start to bleed where the two shadows fall I opened the door… and I left it for all I opened the door… and I left it for all I opened the door… and I left it for all