Come and meet your friends
The gallows wish to introduce the dead
The numbered flee your scent
To gather in the empty nest
The lepers moan for flesh
A cloaked figure wins a crooked bet
Extended bone to clasp the hand
Positioned to make amends
Yet still as
They slumber
Their mouths pass
A murmur
Welcome to a world with no more sleep
Torches to confront the ogre
Go and see your friends
The devil's playground needs a set of legs
A messenger well-fed
Never questions and rarely rests
And under
Each gravestone
Are sundered
Three shamed ghosts
Welcome to a world with no more sleep
Torches to confront the ogre
They said the same
And led the lame
To present fame
With no more sleep
A soul to keep
A role to reap
Grown and honing infantry to protect
No one any longer fearing the wrath
Monstrous menace rendered a bedside threat
Bound the barricade and they'll find you
Welcome to a world with no more sleep