The Nights Curse

The Nights Curse

Creeping in with bone chilling silence

sneaking upon you but with no violence

the calm of night you bother not fight

for as far as you know everything’s alright

you give in accept and welcome its presence

it calms and sooths you with its very essence

you relax and let comfort reside in you soul

what a tragic story that’s about to unfold

Lay down goodnight

let night run its course

this tragedy for which it feels no remorse

and soon you'll learn that this is no dream

a harsh reality that hits like a beam

you pray and pray for the day

you ask god for an answer he wont say

It starts with the pleasure of relaxation

then later comes the part of cancellation

your perfect little restful dream it dead

your devil gives you a nightmare instead

you are the killer and the victim

this is the way of your little system

slowly and slowly one by one

you hunt for your family and find your son

he cries for help you black out and his screams are done

Lay down goodnight

let night run its course

this tragedy for which it feels no remorse

and soon you'll learn that this is no dream

a harsh reality that hits like a beam

you pray and pray for the day

you ask god for an answer he wont say

Then while you are washing the blood off your knife

you hear a scream...its your wife

you turn and with a mighty thrust

you kill her, you think you must

to save yourself and your soul

you bury the body in the cellar you think you're bold

after this ordeal you find yourself in the bathroom

in this little sanctum you take a bath

to wash away the blood of your wrath

Lay down goodnight

let night run its course

this tragedy for which it feels no remorse

and soon you'll learn that this is no dream

a harsh reality that hits like a beam

you pray and pray for the day

you ask god for an answer he wont say

Night is over the horror is dead

with sunrise light shining over your head

your head is in a tangle of pain and mixed emotions

you reach for your nightstand it holds your potions

your vision is blurry and something’s not right

you can tell that you've wandered during the night

now all is clear and you're in your tub

you look down to see the water is red with blood

the horror a chill that runs down your spine

this gloom the night caused its most divine

 

...good morning