The house in the fog

It happened one deep, quiet night.
Everything around was permeated by a black light.
This place was destroyed in battle.
This place used to be a settlement.
There stands a gloomy old house.
The fog hides it from prying eyes.
This house is waiting for two spouses.
They expect this night to be excellent.

The young people came here for romance.
They dreamed of an eternal dance.
They were in love, and that made sense.
They didn’t know what might happen to them.
The darkness of the thick fog engulfed this place.
There had been no one here for many days.
Everything around was tinged with gray.
The man and the woman are waiting for evening to come for them.

The air in the house was filled with love.
The man and the woman were waiting for the next move,
but suddenly they heard someone’s voice.
Fear gripped their hearts.
The voice is saying something quietly.
The souls of young people are flying.
They saw a crying child.
His soul lives in this house.

He told them a lot about the war.
He told how the fire envelops you with warmth.
He told that he is alone here in the darkness.
His father and mother are not here.
He wants to play, because he is still just a little boy.
He is lonely, he wants to play with toys.
There is a house standing in the thick fog.
Three souls live here.