At the dreamscape ruins

Time had struck it down and laid waste of its will
Growth had stopped long ago and it crumbled in tis age
Hopes once real are now faint whispers in the wind
The cracks in the structure are the wears in the skin

Gray skies are eternal in the dreamscape wasteland
The sun had set long age to flee the tear laden night
Memories of what was and what was to be
Echo through the ruined land that was once our land of dreams
Your land of dreams, our land of dreams, my land of
dreams... DREAMLAND

It came to this somehow
Through the years that sped fast like days
Through the days that took the form of hours
By the hout it willl all begin to fade

Look and weep, hands take the heads of mourners
Tears seep through ages fingers
like rain slipping through the crack of the structure
And as the waves cinsumes, All hope gives way to doom
Despair paints the skies grey, Entombed the halls run deep with pain

At the ruins at dreamland, At the edge of time
the sadness is swelling, And feeding the storm

Thinking of what could have ebbn
But fearing the urge to dream
The nightmare had descended
And it longs to descend again

At the dreamscape ruind
A (black?)stone to mark the world of wonder
Where the landscape is a tomb
For the sould and dreams that were sadly pulled under