An echo from the past
Whispering, it calls
From ancient depths it comes
The dark plutonian halls
Once the roving beasts
Struck terror in the night
Foaming at the mouth
With red eyes shining bright
Mind your words
Beware!
Let sleeping dogs lie
In the night of times
Old relics lie buried under sand and dust
Derelict, passed on
Metal dark and stained by decay and rust
Dark fade, grim shade
Black earth we tread under the glade
Cracked mirror hidden deep
Beautiful the beasts when they are asleep
Let us bless the sleep of beasts
Dreamless
May they rest in peace
Your gaze settled on the frost
And you longed for what was lost
Let the buried rest
And hope it's for the best
Chance that bloomed before
Quoth the raven, nevermore
In the night
Beware
Let sleeping dogs lie
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