Corpus Mortale

Lucid Dreaming

Corpus Mortale


Did you ever had a dream 
From which you couldn´t 
Wake up again?" 
Night intrusion 
Sheer with no sound 
Drugged delusions 
Battered to the ground… 
Unconscious…Victims… 
Dreaming forever 
Is what´s left for you 
Sights of blood 
The excitement slowly grows… 
The cutting blade positioned 
Near your neck 
Carving through the 
Tender flesh 
Veins severed 
Off with the head 
The stalker leaving you 
As a wreck… 
Lucid dreaming 
The slumber alternative 
Thought conceiving 
Concluding the treatment…