Dream Reaver
I burst ashore in a mind that’s not mine.
I body-swap with kindergarten girl this time.
What horrific nightmares she’s been hav’in.
Better wipe out the fear-mongering infestation.
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Parents belittle;
Her friends mock.
I’ll turn the table
From this laughingstock.
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Her dreams will haunt her no more
As I slay her every symbol of horror.
Hordes of zombies, they’re a walking corpse.
Disfigured faces of those that hurt her before.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
I live the dreams that you don’t remember.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
Your private life’s not private to this privateer.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
I cleanse these realms of undead like a janitor.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
To know life in your shoes, I’m a subconscious invader.
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Take the ship across the sea.
Stay by the coast and follow me.
As I land this anchor into your coral crown,
Untie that tangled brain into a crinkled mound.
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On all sides, the enemy approaches.
They’re an infestation worse than roaches.
The zombies in your mind come from afar.
So don’t blame me if you’re permanently scarred.
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I clean them out, I learn from the best.
Hey! Don’t complain, cause I leave a mess.
They’re better off dead than roaming around.
Like an exterminator, I thin the crowd.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
This is for the best. I’m your mental housekeeper.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
Worries left alone get infected to fester.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
Your fantasies are booty, I’ll guard your treasure.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
I watch you in your sleep, but sleep I never.
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On the sea of sleep, foggy and ethereal,
I find my true purpose in life, so spiritual.
Ghosts and geists wander these forsaken lands
In forgotten dreams log since abandoned.
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I’ll give you sanctuary from your nightmares at a price.
You might not have dreams for the rest of your life.
Depends on whether I find anything worthwhile
In your subconscious world of treasure in piles.
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So many forces are at work in this realm.
But I won’t give up until every treasure is found.
The Dream Lords can come visit me on their own time,
For I won’t give them tribute. I’m drawing the line.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
The land in between mind and matter.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
But to a landlord, you’ll be a debtor.
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Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
Nothing so free as sea-tossed water.
Dream Reaver. Dream Reaver.
Though if I were water, I’d be a jet cutter.
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So leave it to me,
Though your mind is a sea.
I’ve navigated worse before,
So this will be a breeze.
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Beware the ghost ships.
Sails down and silent.
We’ll pass on by with care,
But mostly be aware
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That skeletons are known
To roam shipwrecked biome.
So unsheathe your cutlass,
And fight or you won’t last.
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