You are the Angel of my Nightmare.
Your godly smile, your devilish stare.
I look into your hateful eyes,
The ones in which have me hypnotized.
Fallen angels at my feet,
Burning me was their defeat.
My body is dead, now cold, and aching.
My soul is here for the taking.
How did I sleep at Hell's gate?
Is this reality, is this my fate?
I am way down under, way down deep.
My Nightmare Angel haunts my sleep.
"Hello, I am the Demon that makes you scream,
The one that kills you in this pleasant dream."
My life pores down in blood frozen hail,
In a place of lies and betrayal.
A legion of demons linger here,
I feel their presence it's somewhere near.
I remain in the darkness, wake up in my grave,
Appear in this Hell, I am now what these demons crave.
Far away in the Devils secluded lair,
Awaits my master, my future, my slayer.
He tortures me with the pain he has felt,
He intoxicates my soul with the drugs he has dealt.
I begin to see things in a horrifying hallucination,
I feel kind of lifeless and lost in mystification.
I see through his vision and breathe his breath,
I rule all the angels, the angels of death.
How did I become what I am now?
When I walk by fallen angels seem to bow.
I want to wake up from this terrifying delusion,
This can not be my life's conclusion? ? ? .. .. .
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray to hell my soul to reap,
I am dead before I wake,
My Demon has my soul to take. |
