the night bestows upon us its nightly splendour,
the queen of the night,
takes her seat proudly and stares at us,
her many children twinkle away and
we smile and dream and dream and dream...
hail the queen.
Its day again,
the light heralds reality
the master of the day takes his throne and frowns at us,
so we are tossed and turned in the tempest of tears,
sorrow and pain,
longing for the night.
These colourful nightly visions,
bring to life ghostly,vicious monsters
that torture and maim our souls...
where do we go from here?
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