Drifting through a lascivious scene,
I see a thing I never dreamed;
Restrained from a night of sleep —
Lullabies filled with death and weeping.
Extravagant realities upside down,
Oscillating all around,
Another place I would never seek —
Violently carrying me up its peak.
Memories I wish to expel,
Especially from these dreams of hell,
Silently taking me to another realm,
Never to awake from these landscapes
On the mountains where spirits shake;
To be with these dreams I love not.
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