Oblivion

We listen in one late October eye
The locket swings before my eyes
Moth to a flame intoxicatingly
It lures me in, yet can’t say why
Are we just so naïve?
This tangled web we weave
Misleading — far-reaching
On this night — into oblivion
My blood runs cold
Now paralyzed with fear
They storm the gates — my enemy
It always seems so dark this time of year
Illusion veils reality
Are we just so naïve?
This tangled web we weave
Earth shaking — heart racing
On this night — into oblivion
The faces on the wall
Their shadows standing tall
And too afraid to ask
«What's underneath the mask?»
Into oblivion…