The Wondrous Dark Room

The dark room...what might it be?
Is it a room full of whispers and stolen dreams?
We hear the old wife screeching through the aluminum walls,
which their horrific screams wander through misty halls.

As you walk into the room as quiet as can be,
there's a cold drip of blood ripping through the seams.
The old hands of others dark and rust,
as their old bedazzled masks rot to dust.

At the end is a red light that is softly blowing streams,
of sienna sobs crying out, "Where are you laureen?"
Your body begins to shake in the end of this trail,
for every bride knows they cannot leave without their veil.

We are crowned two queens both doubled in diamonds,
as our new journey begins loving hardships in confinement.
Towards the red glare of the bulb you will find the old hats for which crawling through the holes are lonely rats.

"Welcome my queens to the red room cast.."