A Visit

Seeing the cold breeze
Cutting through my skin
Feeling the calling winds
Whispering in my ear

I am awaiting A Visit
from the spirits of blackness
I can feel their shadows
They are watching me

Smelling! Feeling! the dead souls
I breath their sins
They are getting closer and closer
They are entering me

Their darkness is inside
inside of ME!
And I am floating out
to the land of my dreams