Always in the darkness,
night creatures get up
to see their dreams come true.
It's so confused
that they ever hide
Among the reduced shadows
in the simple mind,
when the truth,
is that man is unable
To understand the existence
of these lives.
Dreams or nightmares,
reality or lie
light or darkness,
battles of ever that sleep
until get up.
They don't exist, just are fantasy
floating in the immensity
of the empty,
dreams take possession
of their victims.
These creatures take now
life in my mind
starting a fight with my spirit,
to domain my dreams
and condemn me don't sleep
maze of torment
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