Nightmare

Rich voices strike midnights hour
Stirring from a quiet sleep
Haunting noise begins to sound
Sand of my mind starts to seep
Groping now for a freedom
This slumber is close to death
Dark branches restrain you still
squeeze until your final breath

Feel warmth fill your thighs
Cold in your stomach to freeze
Struggle with your moans and cries
Noone can save you from your pleas

Darkest night, the clock strikes one
It's vicious now in your dreams
You think you feel your flesh rip
the blood pours from damaged seams
Scratching, falling, sink under
There's a daeth bed you squirm on
Heart aching as you dont wake up
Images that are never gone

Then you twist and turn
second hour sounds out
you sweat as you burn
and your full of doubt

As the nightmare ends.