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It's coming closer, To the time.

It's coming for it to arrive.

Cross through the threshold,

Suspending time.

The only come to me

To ask questions why.

Spirits in the dark, fainting full of fright.

Stare not for a spell, Terror soon will tell.

Then again, I find myself alone,

Waiting for visits with the dead.

Shades draws in blackness,

Traced through the air.

The fright will bring but one,

The one who stares.

And if you see them,

Please don't despair.

They only call on the ones

Who step on the air.

Speak soft and listen well,

They'll rise and follow on.

Call up their presence fast

When time cannot dissolve.

And when she comes to me

She's crying, crying:

"It's like they never can see!"

It's just so sad, it's just too bad.

And if you see them, do not despair.

They only show themselves

To the ones who care.