Voices in the Dark

In a hall of mirrors I see phantoms of my greatest fears.

Ghostly illusions and echoes of the deceased.

I don't know which way to turn,

I'm so confused and there is no way out.

The world is spinning now,

Like a hand on a clock.

Suddenly I awaken, 

And Dagoth is in front of me.

I draw my sword and thrust but he evaporates into smoke;

A funhouse phantom, 

Disorienting me.

I close my eyes and grope for a door,

Any door.

For a long time I am lost in darkness,

Too afraid to open my eyes.

But I find the door and open it,

And I draw my sword,

Dagoth does the same;

And suddenly, a war has begun in the heavens.