Witch House

This house is cursed
 My dreams have died
 Replaced with somnabulism
 And infanticide
 The sealed loft above my room
 From wence the impending horror looms
 The violet light that heralds slumber
 The portal cast th rough angled lumber
 Walpurgis revels, hallow's night
 The beldame leads the demonic rites!
 and I am cursed, and ive gone mad
 For I am death and I am dead!
 The chittering speech of her rat familiar
 Fills my walking hours with cold dark shivers
 Nights drift by in vague abysses
 Cylopean monoliths and glowing prisms