Adrift in the seas of perilous sleep
Possessed by our dreams
And as we awake
Our dreams we escape
Or so it seems
In the dead of night
A whispering poltergeist
Wanders in our mind
To sing a sullen lullaby
Ill tempered and morose
An acolyte of crows
'Neath a weeping willow
Howling winds will sunder
Body from soul
Dreams awake from slumber
To take control
The moon will nurture those
Abandoned by the sun
With every passing night
Our fears (remain) undone
And as we lie awake
We face the twilight's band
The harnessing of grief in retreat
As witching hours wane

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