Have a look in the mirror
of your dreams: All the horrors that you see are
real. Lest you think the world is as it
seems, Let your skin crawl, your frozen blood
congeal. Of fear and fantasy now take your
fill. Wells of sorrow lie beneath your
feet. Each sun-drenched field you mercilessly
till Endures to see your ultimate defeat. Now let yourself let go your last
conceit.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Mourning Song. By Kevin MacLeod. Performed by Kevin MacLeod at the Free Music Archive under an Attribution license.