A Music-box

A music-box that plays its song

in an empty pillar-hall.

Sad tones tells that something’s wrong

echoing slightly, melody call.

The clouds of grey watch the scene,

slowly raindrops start to pour.

Wash the marble white and clean,

dripping through the open door

Autumn-leaves is blowing in,

rustling over empty floors.

Curtains moving in the wind,

blow trough empty corridors.

Light moves slowly over walls,

showing patterns in the stone.

Lining through the lifeless halls

all as white and hard as bone.

Music is to be heard everywhere,

but no one is there to hear the song.

Through halls and rooms, nobody there,

the thing that’s missing, what is wrong…

The temple was built and left alone,

no living human or animal,

can be seen in the halls of stone.

All that is, is the rain that fall…

To the sound of a music-box

alone it plays its lullaby.

Forgotten by humans and time with locks

it plays in halls that’ll never die…

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If oy want to, you can go to and find the pice of music which gave me inspiration to this (I could, for some reason, not create a link to it), it's called Musicbox lullaby, and it's been made by kjempekaker (yes, he composed it himself)