Nightmare
This nightmare haunts a vivid mind
And stalks it till the end of time
These dreams of fear and darkness true
The devil hath bestowed to you
To take desire and twist it 'round
'Til screams and terror are the [only] sound
Though when you wake and all seems fine
They linger in your haunted mind
These dreams of terror speak the words
They show us what we fear
And with their twisted horrid lies
They bring you to your tears
But if you try and listen
You may find out what they mean
These dreams of flesh and cursed mind
Are not quite what they seem
Though fear by night and truth by day
These wretched dreams do stay
I beckon thee dear sandman
Please make them go away
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