If you feel your pulse is quickening
Don't be too perturbed
If the atmosphere is thickening
There's something you've disturbed
Movements fleet and darting
All around the room
The torment's only starting
As they peel themselves from the gloom
The size of each and every one
Depends on the flickerflame
And the terrors only just begun
When they start to call your name
They'll keep your company all night long
Stretch your imaginations arc
You cannot fight, they are too strong
Your reflection in the dark
Sentinels of the night
Seem to hold you in their sway
It's only right and quite polite
To join their shadowplay...
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