Another Bad Dream

I had a dream last night it reminded me of chaos Nightmares, the reality self identified the sacrifices i made do they payoff The butcher's got the blade in his hand but does he got a spade in his pocket To gamble with your life , to throw it down the the drain, evil schemes do they prosper, mayhem makes it's appearance it's all like clockwork, we all got internal engines in our brains that's why the enemies bent on having my hand on a pillow before dignitaries ritualism is a killer As i go back to calling on my ancestors for guidance Ancient as the dark star who ever basked in the presence of darkness Serpents clothe in sheep's clothing the poison still still in me only because it didn't take my life my mind must remain open Every 3 seconds someone dies that's the cold wind Now bodies swell on the surface of the ocean And earthquakes make rocks into the face of old men