Lucid Dreams VI: Hands of Death
Oh, hello there
It is nice seeing you
Even though I have brought you here
Don't mind the hands
They are happy to see you, too
Be minded they are everywhere
Relax
They may not get you
MAY not
Enjoy yourself
Drift of to sleep
There is no escape
You hand will join them
When I awake, this dream will end
And, so will you
These hands are the hands of those that came before
Allowing them to become the hands of death
This is your cradle now
There is no escape
The hands have will drag you down, now
It is nice seeing you
Even though I have brought you here
Don't mind the hands
They are happy to see you, too
Be minded they are everywhere
Relax
They may not get you
MAY not
Enjoy yourself
Drift of to sleep
There is no escape
You hand will join them
When I awake, this dream will end
And, so will you
These hands are the hands of those that came before
Allowing them to become the hands of death
This is your cradle now
There is no escape
The hands have will drag you down, now