Dreamwalker - RIPÉ

Darkness it confines me, a danger made at heart

Made the offer to go through a hazy altar

Shimmering shadows, demons reach from afar

Brooding sickness, ill disturbed, needing shelter

From a past that is not my own

An emulated sky through which no sun ever shone

Hands reaching into nowhere

Smoke drift through fingers

With a sudden gasp

I feel the touch of another, not my own

Eyes wide and mouth agape, a soft shrill moan lingers

A face appears, angelic and white, a ghost from home

I am a dreamwalker, I chose to stay alive

Dreamwalker, I guide you towards the gates

Can it be that I am no longer lost

At the steps towards the rise

I pay the cost — I pay the cost!

I deny it, I will not break again

Is it truly just a dream I must accept?

The pain!