It came to me in a dream
I cannot speak his name
So real did he seem
Was it of love or shame?
Beyond the pain is silence and calm
After light fades all hope is gone
Waiting for it to commence; calm before the storm
Tidal waves or the apocalypse - now it won't be long
'Tis not my doing if life were to cease
Is it still a Sin if I wished for its birth?
Natural disasters, no part in the least
I hear a rumbling chuckle; I feel his mirth
If it so happened; I wished for demise
Prepared for my entrance, a celebration awaits
I cannot control it; this life I despise
Received my invitation to pass through his gates
Descending slowly, lucid thoughts drifting away
He beckoned to me,calling for my release
Still breathing, still seeing and fighting for this thing to go away
Lurking in my dreams; this beautifully demonic hateful beast
Drawn to his eminent power but choking on fear
I am just a tool in his main event
Longing for my destiny to finally come clear
I heed this message so brutally sent
The lights are now out, blindly heading down his path
Chest tightens, flames swirl and his darkness becomes light
Ears begin to pound, my head reels for I sense his wrath
Through my tears I see the Beast beckoning in the night
Laughing and taunting he speaks of my fate
"I'm your one true love; hear my call"
"I have consumed you with undeniable hate"
Grasping me tightly into his arms I fall
His touch stings leaving me weary
His form in the darkness erotic fluid grace
I reach out in slumber but cannot see him clearly
What I fear most is the look on his face
For if he's chosen me, I must have called to him
His arms now embrace me and will break me in two
Must have opened something dark to let him in
He crushes every bone so my soul can seep through
Is this what he needs? The reason he comes?
His appearances more frequent though trying hard to sleep
The closer he gets the harder my heart drums
Into my solace terror does creep
Must try to stay awake but it's hard when I'm alone
I shall weaken one day and down he will swoop
My thoughts are now tattered as he laughs on his throne
On a flight with black charred wings my body he'll recoup
Guided to his world below
Its a dream spawned by my fears
Hanging on for dear life, destiny I will finally know
But then I awake covered in fallen tears
Darkness envelopes my body and mind
I'm waiting for the Devil's proof of sin
At first his face is solemn and kind
Then into Hell we shall descend
Is this a demon or just an evil man?
Does he enjoy my terror and pain?
Is this just a trick or the ultimate plan?
Is he finally going to drive me insane?
Will I ever be able to awaken from this?
If only I could see clearly his face
I want to know slumber's restful bliss
And leave this nightmare forever; remaining - not a trace.
