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Endless Torment: The Dreamscape.
As I lay down, to go to sleep,
The reaper takes my soul to keep,
As my walls come tumbling down,
The flames ensnare me, all around,
Licking at my crawling skin,
I can’t take all this again,
and around the same time, my savior comes,
Just to take me to my home,
Off the frying pan into the flames,
Or maybe the other way around,
I wake up to the arguing and yelling,
The name calling, the negative words,
screamed into my ears,
That’s the way it is,
I wake up from one nightmare into another.
The reaper takes my soul to keep,
As my walls come tumbling down,
The flames ensnare me, all around,
Licking at my crawling skin,
I can’t take all this again,
and around the same time, my savior comes,
Just to take me to my home,
Off the frying pan into the flames,
Or maybe the other way around,
I wake up to the arguing and yelling,
The name calling, the negative words,
screamed into my ears,
That’s the way it is,
I wake up from one nightmare into another.
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