by Tamás Kárpáti

I can see what you see not.
Visions milky, when eyes rot.
When you look them, they turn be gone,
Whispering their hidden song.
Then you see, what can not be,
Shadows move, where light should be.
Out of darkness, out of mind,
Look for the man, who is blind

Then you find, the lonely soul,
Who can’t see anymore.
He must know, about these beasts,
He can hear them, with his ears.
You must prepare, it’s time to fight,
Things changing, when there’s no light.
Look out, when you open the door,
Shadows look for you in every hole.

When you go, for a forest jog,
Suddenly appears, a lot of fog.
Dark clouds cover the sun,
And the forest turns, into a swamp.
Icy winds come from north,
The shadows are very close.
You must run, run away,
You do not want to die today.

You run, as fast as you can,
But nowhere are, any man.
Everything lost in dark,
You hear your mother’s call.
Finally you open your eyes,
All of these are happened in your mind.
„That was just a bad dream,
Come with me honey, it’s time to eat.”

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