Dream Catcher

No one's jealousy will destroy my talent or legacy

Within the divine mind let begin the nocturnal wizard through eternal sin to spin dreams through the winding whirlwind to enthrall mankind all flesh of skin.

As the reign of ethereal pain fastly gains down bows man within the falling rain as the proud clouds forever hung over the weary crowds who once together to ever stand but through the vow that now brought darkness to the heart of sand. Deep within the belly of the beast Demons are released through the portal in fellowship of the mortal feast.

Oh the seeming thought of woes have sought the vain who remain bound by the throes of the wizard of the nocturnal night who turned into day as dreams ever burned upon the bed as we lay.

Dear dream catcher you deem what you weave so clear these thoughts glean what is seen as it's meaning is not demeaning as the darkness is near.

As the dreams deems all thoughts to spare burning deep within the depths of the breathing breaths of dispare taking all those awaking among the new masses along the long streets where the weary slowly passes.

As the churches close its doors held within are the ones it chose to oppose the unholy wars. When sheep are gathered in the street the sheepskin conforms where the wolves sleep deep within the dreams their in. As the new Nativity story is written all glory to view is but smitten. Deep within the altered reality as those before the alter chose the light over the darkness that's needing their foes leading so heartless.

As the mortal seek sanctuary in places of sin tenfold become weak as new influences begin. Time is the moment of importance left forgotten time lost through intent is a message sent to the begotten.

Dream catcher the salvation of mortal dreams before the portal. Weaver of the spirits keep the Demons at bay deep within sleep upon this bed as I lay.

As Demons embark into the deep sleep in the night of dark spirits forever weaved by the prince who does convince through mortal resonance what fate as of late does he choose and resonate at the state to only lose.

As all darkness shuns the light the weakest profess the night to oppress the less that they glean through sight as all the rest are the willing if be their invite. As the light is eternal through ways that bring brighter days to the world of darkness the divine gathers his kind and together they remain divined.

As the time for sleep is near all the dreams I deem sincere within the evolving darkness through visions I hear the silence through the voice intertwined by logic and reason forever left unknown through a void of paranoid subconscious is it about the drifting consciousness in and out of coherence.

Ah Dream catcher that I deem as mine weave these dreams divine and leave them far behind so blind of last night's fright to take as I awake I ask.