Dance Of Nightly Shadows

I stare at the wall Waiting for the dusk Every day with growing fear Frightful of resting my head and closing my eyes For if I fall asleep, she will appear The moment I fall asleep, my spirit embarks on a journey I feel her cold fingers take my arm and guide me Through the clouds of the nocturnal sky Over forests and hills we now fly Until we land on a glade where bleak shadows gather at twilight The shadows mass in the night for their macabre ballet At the unholy portals to the underworld Awaiting the condemned, whom they cannot forgive To send them where the eternal fires burn Like every night we stand at the edge of the glade Watching the shadows instigating a sombre parade Processions of condemned souls, resigned to meet their fates Silently advancing to the obsidian gates So many nights this dream has haunted my sleep Yet by dawn she always takes me back to reality But now she unveils herself and condemns me to my fate The shadows chant my name and drag me to the gates aflame