In a realm where the sun never shines,
Where shadows dance and nightmares dine,
A kingdom of nightmares lies,
Where the mind's darkness never dies.
In this land of the restless soul,
Where dreams turn into a darker whole,
The heart beats faster, the breath grows cold,
As the nightmares take their hold.
Their whispers echo in the mind,
As they twist and turn, unwinding,
Their tendrils reach deep inside,
As they take hold and won't subside.
In this kingdom of nightmares bright,
Where darkness reigns with all its might,
The soul is lost in endless fright,
As nightmares dance in the dead of night.
