At The Dreamscape Ruins

Time had struck it down and laid waste of its will

Growth had stopped long ago and it crumbled in tis age

Hopes once real are now faint whispers in the wind

The cracks in the structure are the wears in the skin

Gray skies are eternal in the dreamscape wasteland

The sun had set long age to flee the tear laden night

Memories of what was and what was to be

Echo through the ruined land that was once our land of dreams

Your land of dreams, our land of dreams, my land of

dreams... DREAMLAND

It came to this somehow

Through the years that sped fast like days

Through the days that took the form of hours

By the hout it willl all begin to fade

Look and weep, hands take the heads of mourners

Tears seep through ages fingers

like rain slipping through the crack of the structure

And as the waves cinsumes, All hope gives way to doom

Despair paints the skies grey, Entombed the halls run deep with pain

At the ruins at dreamland, At the edge of time

the sadness is swelling, And feeding the storm

Thinking of what could have ebbn

But fearing the urge to dream

The nightmare had descended

And it longs to descend again

At the dreamscape ruind

A (black?)stone to mark the world of wonder

Where the landscape is a tomb

For the sould and dreams that were sadly pulled under