Whispers of the Gothic Night

In shadows deep, where moonlight weaves, A world of darkness, where sorrow grieves. Beneath the veil of night's embrace, We tread through realms of endless space.In haunted halls, where whispers sigh, Gothic spirits never truly die. Their specters dance in eerie waltz, Amongst the ancient, forgotten faults.The raven's cry, a mournful song, In graveyard shadows, we belong. With Gothic hearts, we find our kin, In realms of darkness, we begin.A tapestry of midnight lace, Adorns the world, a somber place. Embrace the darkness, let it flow, In Gothic dreams, our souls aglow.So gather, friends, in candlelight, In Gothic splendor, through the night. With poetry and dark attire, We stoke the Gothic's inner fire.Impress your friends, in darkness dwell, In Gothic tales, we weave our spell. In shadows deep, our spirits blend, For in the Gothic, we transcend.