Where the sad spirits dwell

An icy zephyr

Bestows the night

An empty house

A not taken heart

The fire illuminates

An unsolicited dark

The haunting embarks

On its nightly trek

At the unchanged time

I've come to expect

Appearance not subtle

From the hell they arise

All malice as seen

Flares in their eyes

Alone in a dungeon

At the bowels of hell

No respite for me

Where the sad spirits dwell