9th part of my untitled story

(...) Next, he could feel how one of its hand catched his head and lifted him in the air, leading him to faint. Just after that, he realized that a scary voice was whispering to him. It was difficult to hear. With a last try, he focused on understand it. It was a kind of song...

"What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

How does it look?

Which secrets does it keep?

Never trust the dark.

Never trust the monster

which hides and hides and kills.

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

How does it look?

Which secrets does it keep?

As the tree is known by its fruits

I know you

as a guilty.

Oh, may the tree have its fruits?

May the claps be butterflies

and you still alive?

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

How does it look?

Which secrets does it keep?

Horrible. Creepy.

Horrible,

don't look inside...

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

Never do open a door

that you are not able to close.

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

Horrible. Creepy.

Never look inside...

First you dream;

then, it happens.

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

Horrible. Creepy.

Never look inside...

Never dream 

or it will come.

 

What does reflect a mirror in the dark?

Horrible. Creepy.

Never look inside...

Have a wish

or a mighty

full of mistery 

dream.

It will come true.

Oh, be careful.

Cautious.

Wise.

'Cause it will come
and become it true".