Neuronchaser. We Meet Eye To Eye

***Draft***

In the midnight hush... the witch does weave...
Mysterious... dangerous... A cobweb to deceive.
She summons your essence, persuades with a sigh,
In her grasp, you’ll linger, where angels no dare to fly.
A choice lingers heavy, heavy as terror’s thrall,
Will you surrender your spirit, or rise from the fall? 

What lurks in the shadows is whispered, a riddle,
An enigmatic dance, as the night sparks a twiddle.
It beckons to ponder, to draw closer in fright,
For beneath layers of darkness, lies wisdom and light.
A mystery cradled in the foreboding embrace,
Unfolds the truth's garment, a heart’s sacred place. 

Beauty wears a mask, alluring yet frail,
Seduces the senses, paves a treacherous trail.
For the facade that enchants, can harbor the vile,
A gentle deception cloaked in tender style.
How easily we stumble, misled by a smile,
When horror is hidden, just beneath the dial. 

Relentlessly looms in silence, a shadowed parade,
Ominous and gentle, in darkness we wade.
It beckons with whispers, a lullaby sweet,
Do not dread her embrace; it’s life’s bittersweet feat.
For what lurks in the corners, the end of the game,
Is a liberation that calls us by name. 

Within the reflections, a profound, aching glance,
Shapes the stories of evils, sweet victories, and chance.
Sadness nurtures wisdom... And yet all is not bleak,
Not every angel brings light... Not every witch turns weak...

Thus straps your soul tight to a mirror’s face,
Embracing the truth of a fleeting grace. 

O, Death...
O, Death!
O, Death!!
O, Death! With your silence... we meet eye to eye...
Life and death intertwined in a mystical tie.
Two sides of the coin — what a wondrous design,
In shadows we revel, in light we align.
So call forth your courage, let the darkness be real,
Sacred awe is unknown to the living; it’s the heart’s grandest feel...