Lord of Thousand Dreams

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He can’t be destroyed
He isn’t real
But he still holds
My sleep
Every sunrise
I wake up among the trees
Silence and gray haze surrounding me
Golden leaves falling
They can hear my cries
Flashes of what I’ve been
Come burning and crashing
Echoing through my head
Crimson fading images
I can’t close my eyes
I will drown in darkness again
Lord of Dreams, please leave me alone
I will never find peace
With you by my side
I will not have relief
Lord of Thousand Dreams
I don’t wanna sleep forever
Into sadness and darkness every night
Please just let me free
I don’t wanna sleep forever.

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