EARLY HOUR TORMENT
DEMONS PREVENT MY SLEEP
WINGED GARGOYLE ON THE BEDPOST
CORPSE STRADDLED ACROSS MY CHEST
HER COLD WET HANDS
CLOSED ROUND MY THROAT
BUT BEFORE MY FINAL BREATH
I WAKE UP SCREAMING

DRENCHED IN SWEAT
ENTANGLED IN SHEETS
IF I’M STILL SANE
THEN WHY THESE DREAMS?