The Dream Keepers - Tragic Comic

There’s something sick within the darkness

of your room

There’s something evil on the walls

Wherever you will be the shadows will go

after

Will you dare to look under the beg?

Ahah…

Outside the trees paint monsters on your

door

there’s nothing crossing through the

window, are you sure?

Can you forget all the noises in your mind?

They start to hunt you as the minutes stay

behind

Ahah…

Take all the creatures from your closet

No use to lock the door before you go to sleep

No chance for dreaming, they’ll follow you

again

Not worth to hide, because they do exist…

You don’t believe that cloak stand is alive

You doubt the truth but you just can’t see it

right

It was supposed to be right there by your side,

but

Along with other toys it moves during the

night

Ahah…

So as you run evil eyes keep staring

The fear of dark increases your sight

The walls of your room grow bigger and

bigger

As you sleep in the cradle of a night live

shrine

Ahah, Do they live inside you?

Are they

really true?

Ahah, You don’t believe them,

They believe in you…

Who is that shape walking silently?

You’re calling the unknown, you almost

hear the breathe

So as your last resort you crawl under

your sheets

You try to focus in your own forsaken

dreams…