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Built centuries ago

Now left to die away

Such mystery so many events

Enshrined in fantasy

Nothing could enter this place locked in time

Forgotten by fools chasing modernity

We stumble upon it in daylights decline

As we enter the years pass away

Such forgotten beauty

The pain and the cruelty

Of many a wise man is felt

I gaze through the windows

Into tree tops and moonlight

This is how things are meant to be

Cry out with fervour I am all alone

All that surrounds me; arches and stone

Lit by moon and candle this room of mine

Invokes illusions of a darker kind

I feel the presence of another soul

This eerie haunting makes my blood run cold

I drink from the chalice of elder years

Intoxication sets aside all fears