by Anna Kylie
sing tune from the sound of music, these are a few of my favorite things
|hundreds of blood thirsty demons are lickin'
teeth that are mangled and eyes that are wicked
thunderous roaring and screeching alike,
these are a few of my dreams every night
running and running but ending up nowhere
slashing and thrashing they're pulling me down there
cackles and giggles erupt from the dead
these little demons they dance in my head
When the dawn breaks
and my fears shake
me out of my sleep
I simply remember my horrific dreams
they'll always remain with me.