Soft yet torn satin curtains pull back revealing our broken set
and the lives our actors seem to lack.
Lying on the floor blood oozing red.
they are all to sadly dead.
The crowd's spilling darkness down the walls.
Gruesome bodies begin to crawl.
Walking down our darkest halls.
Scream in our dream,
and die a terrible worthless lie.
Light has left.
Scene goes black.
Your knife the only light.
The only last sight
Closer,closer...Scream.
This dream is gone.
Nightmare horrors
fill the room
with a worthless
endless
doom.
Applause and laughter fills our heads for the crowd knows not that we all are dead.