Color all with Blackened

With no remorse

The Creeping Death deploys

With one objective in mind

Seek and destroy.

I fight closing my eyes

No desire to explore the deep

Slowly enters the Sandman

To put me to sleep.

Stricken with fear

In the dead of the night

Witness the thing that should not be

When I hit the lights.

At the foot of my bed

The Horsemen stand

Singing a low man's lyric

The closest one, extends his hand.

My hand reaches to his

As we journey through The Never

If to live is to die

Than I will be dying forever.

Comatose state fails

To manifest calamity

At war with what is real

Grasping at the frayed ends of sanity.

"This isn't what I wanted." I cry.

"Let me go, take me back."

With hovering death and motorbreath

He whispers "curtain closed child, fade to black."