• In my dreams she takes the form
    Of a beautiful young woman
    Long black hair the color of ebony
    Eyes as green as the woods surrounding her
    But I see past her disguise
    And into those eyes
    She may look harmless
    But this I know
    In others dreams she takes many forms
    Whether she is kind and peaceful
    Or harsh and deadly
    She is the one that haunts us
    She is the thing that lures us
    Away from our safe haven
    Deep into the dark of the night
    She appeals to our likes
    Appears the best to us
    She sees our memories
    She sees our dreams
    She can be anyone
    She can be anything
    No one can stop her
    The end is near
    She haunts our dreams more and more
    We are constantly under attack
    Some say she’s the spawn of devils
    But only I know the truth
    She was once human
    But she was so evil
    Not even the devil would take her
    Hell let her loose
    To the forbidden plane
    The plane of dreams
    So there she haunts
    Until the end of time
    Then she waits
    Outside the gates
    Never to get in