Each night I dream the same dream
Of death and dreck and despair
Of rivers of blood and spires of black
Of maelstroms of human flesh
Each night I dream the same dream
Drenched in sweat with bated breath
I lay twitching like a headless bird
Before I'm suddenly jolted awake to see a corpse at the foot of my bed Soulless grey eyes staring, he tilts his head
His pale finger pointing in my direction
His mouth agape, blood trickling down his vest
I killed this man
I buried him deep
Now he haunts me each night in my sleep
He goes to speak this voice isn't his
But before I hear what he says
I'm awake