Dreamwalkers

Dreamwalkers (by Jan Elgroth Talvinen)

Slaves of an unhappened reality!

Bearing nightmares of your kin

You wander in shades of eternal sin

Your fathers who spoke of divinity

Departed long ago and left you in.

Ghosts have you haunted at draggy pace.

Spectres of past come now into play,

In shadows they stay, no use is to pray,

Neither to try and walk various ways

When shades overcome the one last pale day.

You sought, you tried - all was in vain

You linger inside eternal pain.