The Doors Are Shut

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The moon is dim
The clouds are thick
The doors are shut
The guard is set.

The door to life and light is closed
The door to death and dark is barred

We wander in the courtyard where
The lanterns dim, the coach is there

But we can go no further
The doors are shut
We cannot go back
The gate is locked.

The walls surround us dark and tall
The ghosts of those before are speaking
The doors are shut

The guards stand before the doors
Suits of armor grey and grim
Halberds glint in lantern-light
The doors are shut

There are no sights except for those
of crumbling cities all around
and temples of forgotten gods
and castles of long-dead kings

The only sounds are the voices
of the ghosts who silent speak

The moon is dim
The clouds are thick
The lanterns die
The guard is set
The doors are shut.

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