Dargaard

Down the halls,
Where no light glows-
Where once was life
Now shadows move.
Without mind,
Without a will
They search...
And never fade away,
The end of all paths is their aim,
But never they will find again
What was lost
In nowhere once,
In the space that is called time.
Down the halls,
Where the silence lasts,
In the dark where dust prevails
The shadows lurk