I'm trapped inside my lovely dreams for what seemed like an eternity. Only to be awakened by this curse.
I can't enjoy these luxuries of sleep when darkness lies. I dream of you and wake to hell and must live this mortal life.
Reanimate my soul each day, put on this sickened mask, of outstretched smiles and powdered dreams and escape this putrid past.
Oh my dreams can never last. I wake and pull the vinyl strings on my puppet casket shaft. I scream and shout to no avail to be free from day to day.
To dream of our dances on skeletal grounds, and the flames that doth lick on our flesh.
I crave for your touch but it's withheld from me by these veils of black whispers and wretched soundscapes.
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