TimurBryantsev Voices from the mirror

You come to this house
Like a gray little mouse
And spoke a spell
In front of the ancient well

Voices from the mirror
Shadows of last heroes
You see them all around
Haunting this haunted ground

You heard different noises
Behind the walls and voices
That called your name so clear
Whispering in your ear

Voices from the mirror
Shadows of last heroes
You see them all around
Haunting this haunted ground

You try to find the door
But it’s not there anymore
The spell you cast has bound you here
In this house filled with fear

Voices from the mirror
Shadows of last heroes
You see them all around
Haunting this haunted ground