I walk quickly across the dream
imaginations are cold
a cry of anger and wrath
piercing the ears of followers
blood smears over the crying faces
The only advice is to be quick.

shivers of fear cross the darkness
shadows creep and stalk you
precisely tipping soon to fall
under the stare of a demon
the only way you wont get caught in their stare
is if you are quick.

death is now in the air
hold your place
children cry
mothers scream
the horror is almost here
hiding in every corner
creeping in every soul
just be quick
and maybe you will survive.