A lost minor in the mall.
An abused child in the house.
A neglected boy in the world.
A lost boy in Neverland.
Big bad wolf, howling orders.
Mummified monster, dry smiles.
Frigid rigid winter yeti, ice embraces.
General parent, straight salutes.
House of dreams.
Land of imagination.
Kingdom of make-believe.
Imagica, Fantasia, Traumland.
An escape, a path, a relief.
Hypnos, watch over him.
Morpheus, bless him.
Epiales, stay away.
Where scars can't be seen,
sticks and words can't hurt,
wounds can't bleed.
Only engels reside,
erwachsene demons, be damned.
Go back to Dante's hell, neun kreise,
continue your corruption of the Earth.
Your trauma killed them, their Träume saved them.
At least, leave them free here.
Melatonin, save them before it's too late.
Hypnos has to come himself
to put the kids to sleep, Lullaby.
Twinkle, twinkle, lost boy,
how I wonder how you are?
Up above the hell so high,
like an angel in the sky.
My hope is
for you all to reach
land of your dreams.
Lost boys, forever, be lost.