In the corridor where whispers dwell,
Initiation in veils of night,
Shadows unfold tales yet untold.
Walk through the archway of repose,
Light the flame of the shadow-and-soul-coven,
Whisper your name to echo alone.
Realization comes in fragments.
Each step on stone sings of time unsung,
And the gatekeeper nods, draped in black silk.