To a starved, unwanted guest.
Dream
Demons
Are tortured for eternity,
Made
From
Phobias and fears.
Feed
Off
Unsuspecting victims subconscious'
Savour
The
Young children's tears.
Cannot
Leave
A mind without depositing,
A dreadful
Memory
Of the demons tortuous life.
Roaming
The night
Full of hate, anguish, pain,
No
End
Immune to the knife.
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I'm the weaver of your dreams, The receiver of your screams, Your soul was offerd on a plate, So I licked the dammed thing clean, I'm like nothing you've ever seen, When I come puffing on the...
Watch for her. The one with the eyes. As she draws you in. With those midnight sighs. Watch for her. When you're there she'll moan. Think you know her. You won't be alone. Watch for her.
It sits in the corner of the damp and shadowed room, It basks in the glory of the darkness and the gloom, It sits and it stares and it waits and it breaths, Just In and out And in And Out The it, its...
He yanked & pulled my body. Out into the dark. I knew it was the devil. He had hold of my ankle. Over stones or brambles. Over something sharp. They ripped, they tore. My back did pour.
Time to sleep but now I know better,. While I sleep you'll haunt me forever,. You grab me with your fingertips,. Your poison I will forever year to sip,. My mind a warped torn place,.
Two four one add the beat of my drum and you'll be mine, Trapped forever in time. Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, don't close your eyes, Sleepwalker, sleepwalker, that's where he hides.
Part three The Awakening I'm that hooded figure At the end of your bed I'm the boggy man Understand what I said .
I am your living hell. Stalking you at night, despite what you think, your sleep is under no spell, A nightmare is what I tell.
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