...In Dreams
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A wandering spirit doomed to walk this earth
Wrapped in grief, filled with anger, forgot the days of mirth
Lost, she turns to the Wicked, a pleasure now to haunt
In the minds of the dreaming, her gift she will now flaunt
From nature deformed, from pine razed in blight
She flies into the darkness in the stillness of the night
Folk in sleep she hunts and then takes her physical form
A demon from the abyss, from a land dark… forlorn
Thus she sits on her victims, on the sleeping humans’ chest
And she pushes down upon them so to kindle the unrest
She then presses hands on the sleeping victims’ throat
Suffocation whilst still dreaming as she swore upon her oath
And her deed turns to nightmares as her victims cannot wake
Her hold tightens on the sleeping, coiled around them like a snake
Trapped in their subconscious the folk are locked inside their dreams
Until Death will surely find them, and thus take them amidst the screams….
Wrapped in grief, filled with anger, forgot the days of mirth
Lost, she turns to the Wicked, a pleasure now to haunt
In the minds of the dreaming, her gift she will now flaunt
From nature deformed, from pine razed in blight
She flies into the darkness in the stillness of the night
Folk in sleep she hunts and then takes her physical form
A demon from the abyss, from a land dark… forlorn
Thus she sits on her victims, on the sleeping humans’ chest
And she pushes down upon them so to kindle the unrest
She then presses hands on the sleeping victims’ throat
Suffocation whilst still dreaming as she swore upon her oath
And her deed turns to nightmares as her victims cannot wake
Her hold tightens on the sleeping, coiled around them like a snake
Trapped in their subconscious the folk are locked inside their dreams
Until Death will surely find them, and thus take them amidst the screams….