Oh House Of Night
Oh House of Night
Your walls so full of Silver Moonlight ,
What secrets do you hold ?
Deep within your halls ,
Are those somebodies mournful calls ?
Red stains on the stone floor ,
How many have see the end ?
Windows full of sun ,
Curtains full of black ,
Who sleeps beyond our sights ?
Velvet voices are silent ,
Cold fingers creep down our spine .
Old , grey stone ,
What would you say ,
If you could whisper ?
Oh House of night ,
whats secrets do you hold ?
What skeletons are hidden ,
Deep within your unseen closet ?
Diclamer : I do not own the House of Night book serise . But the poem is ALL mine !
Later !