13 Mirrors in the dark
Single candle flame
Flickering shadows come alive
Cold touch upon your flesh
Gazing at reflections deep into your mind
One by one, the masks come forth
Melting into one, the reflection resonance
From the corners of your eyes...
Etch the symbol on the glass with The sinister Horns
The portal opens wide
Pouring forth from the frame
They have been called from beyond
The Grave or The Gates of Hell
By The Books, burning words on the page...
Tapping on the glass, scratching at the window
The feeling of dread
The Presence arrives
They are here, they are here!
13 Mirrors in each room
13 Mirrors reflect doom
13 eyes to watch you
Passing through the pane
Will you join them on the other side...? ∞