Dream World

So do not beware of the things you can’t see

‘Cause once you’re in shock you’ll not think of me

And how I could help in your struggle with death

As you race to hold on to your torturous breath

And when the dawn creeps you’ll be safe in your bed

But, until then, you are better off dead

For as he draws near you to draw out the blood

You’ll find yourself sinking in quickening mud

You won’t need be freed for some long time yet

But won’t need the greed as he tickles your neck

As quick as an arrow in flight to the heart

You know this as well as the flickering part

Of the wick draws to close in the back of your mind

And the sickening thud brings the light to your find-

ing things you don’t see and the things you don’t want

Your eyes end up sullen; your face is but gaunt

Your will has escaped you, the way you once were

Is lost in oblivion, your soul in a blur

Of colours and ineffability showing

That all that you dream is never worth knowing