Nightmare, come for us all

Nightmare
Enclosed by darkness
and specters
A captive angel, don't dare to fly.

Wounded crawling to your feet
A criple taste his own blood

Warfields graveyard bodies pile high
Inner fire consumes your life

A darkest ride in your mind
Determined that.

Dreaming, what for?
If there is a lie...
Dreaming, what for?
Nightmare come for us all

my path, determined death

By Régis Reis ([email protected])