In the cold, dark night, shadows start to rise,
A haunting melody, whispers in disguise.
Through the rusty gates, Clara steps inside,
Seeking truths unknown, where the spirits hide.
In the mausoleum, letters on the ground,
Flashes of the past, secrets to be found.
A touch so cold and fierce, panic starts to race,
Now the shadows cling, never to erase.
Whispers in the dark, echoes of despair,
Ghostly hands that reach, pulling at the air.
Unseen voices call, from the grave they hark,
Lost souls crying out, whispers in the dark.
In her dreams they haunt, voices never rest,
Clara's heart in fear, shadows in her chest.
Every night they come, crawling through the night,
Darkness in her mind, never out of sight.
Whispers in the dark, echoes of despair,
Ghostly hands that reach, pulling at the air.
Unseen voices call, from the grave they hark,
Lost souls crying out, whispers in the dark.
Eternal whispers, in the night they sing,
Chilling harmonies, with a ghostly ring.
Clara's fate is sealed, forever marked,
By the whispers in the dark, whispers in the dark.
In the cold, dark night, shadows start to rise,
A haunting melody, whispers in disguise.
Through the rusty gates, Clara steps inside,
Seeking truths unknown, where the spirits hide.