Demon Dream

By: Gus Victoria

The demon beckons in your sleep,

Highwayman of your dreams,

With a blade of infernal chaos

He slashes and cuts,

With grinning glee

The monster makes you bleed,

A cry in the dark

Hangs unheard,

There is no rescue at hand,

Only laughter in the wind,

Sinister it cuts

Ribbons of dread into your soul,

Morpheus cannot save

What Mephistopheles stole,

Speak the sacred names.

Hear the blasphemous response,

God unmoving on His throne,

Does not arrive

Where the demon was invited

And he was not,

Curse and spit heresies,

The demon smiles,

The demon thrusts

In maniacal bursts

He cuts you down,

And for your soul he thirsts,

For your flesh he hungers,

One by one,

Each shattered limb he restrains,

One by one,

Fiendish friends arrive,

You are feast for devils,

You are damned.

Damned to all hell,

The flames cook,

The heat suffocates,

And miraculously you wake.

Sweating and nervous

You are delivered,

Alone and scared

You are delivered,

But know then

When you sleep again,

The demon returns...