I sit by my window
rain beating on the ground, overflow
higher and higher up the rain of blood falls
the sign of reality calls

i stand up and in pain my heart fades
looking for houses and people to destroy and raid
i see a figure and i run

knowing this is no longer fun
chasing me through the forest and the terror of the night
the monstrous figure quicker than the speed of light
i trip on a twing and the figure lands on top of me

no more room for me to flee
lying there helplessly
the figure with its long sharp teeth and orange eyes
stares at me mortifyingly

the monster ripped the flesh of my bones
my screams only make the monstrous figure laugh
as i slowly drift away i only think of you
my eyes opeen slowly wishing i was still lying next to you
and my eyes open abruptly and i find my self staring at the rain of blood falling up
higher and higher

everynight this dream becomes more real
more things my soul could feel
after what seems to be a never ending loop
of darkness i wake up and you are there
a peck on the cheek and you fall back asleep

i sit there in wonder
how could this be finished over with
i pick up my knife and slit my throat
i drift of back to reality
dont know if this is fake or real
only know of the screams of anguish and agony
that i hear