Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Ever Restless Sleep

Ever Shadow reaches for me
Causes my heart to fall into her keep
Black Dream follows, Silent Cry echos
Oh their dread under my bed awaits 
To awaken Ever Restless Sleep

Ever Shadow crawls and creeps
Is made from countless tendril heaps
Black Dream consists of naught but air
A deathly breeding, brooding fear
Silent Cry a severed walking tongue
Runs about devouring our young

And Ever Restless Sleep
The mother of them all
They move to her every whim and call
She causes youth to fade and eyes to bleed
She is the ever piercing, itching seed

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