Don’t Fall Asleep

Don't fall asleep to the weeping of the birds. Don't fall asleep in this room of the fallen. Don't fall asleep to the breathing of the walls. Don't fall asleep in this room of loss. Don't fall asleep in the arms of dead air. Don't fall asleep in this symphony of the damned. Time stands still in this chamber of pain. The clock stops and the Horror comes. The children cry and weep in this room of the unforgiven. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down, but don't fall asleep. Lie down, but don't fall asleep. Don't fall asleep to the weeping of the birds. Don't fall asleep in this room of the fallen. Don't fall asleep to the breathing of the walls. Don't fall asleep in this room of loss. Time stands still in this chamber of pain. The clock stops and the Horror comes. The children cry and weep in this room of the unforgiven. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down, but don't fall asleep. The signs show slowly with the dark. They glow brighter as the shadows grow deeper. Blood marks on the walls, and the ceiling and on the floor, and the doors, how they flow! Little voices like the whining of the birds. As the closet door opens, I still can hear them screaming. And the shape, is it me on the piano, playing the symphony of the damned? Play the symphony of the damned!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Weakness of the past, like vapor in the trenches. These lowlands haunted by a man clad in frost. All evil deeds done are piled up into hills. And visible on the left side, fields of bad omens. Behind the skyline, the worst noise of the world. Violent crows of this dream flying backwards. Open below us, another swamp grows. Feel like tumors which shall return. And every night someone moves all the clocks forward. And the sun seems to set always at the sunrise. No one leaves this place, no roads out from here. No passing birds ever really do pass by. No one entering here, walks without trembling. No one ever dreams of the hands of tender fathers.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 08, 2025

Don't fall asleep to the weeping of the birds, Don't fall asleep in this room of the fallen. Don't fall asleep to the breathing of the walls, don't fall asleep in this room of loss. Don't fall asleep in the arms of dead air, don't fall asleep in this symphony of the damned. Time stands still in this chamber of pain, the clock stops and the Horror comes. The children cry and weep in this room of the unforgiven. Lie down because you'll never leave, lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave, lie down but don't fall asleep. Lie down but don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep to the weeping of the birds, Don't fall asleep in this room of the fallen. Don't fall asleep to the breathing of the walls, don't fall asleep in this room of loss. Time stands still in this chamber of pain, the clock stops and the Horror comes. The children cry and weep in this room of the unforgiven. Lie down because you'll never leave, lie down because you'll never leave. Lie down because you'll never leave, lie down but don't fall asleep. The signs show slowly with the dark, they glow brighter as the shadows grow deeper. Blood marks on the walls and the ceiling, and on the floor, and the doors. How they flow! Little voices like the whining of the birds, as the closet door opens I still can hear them screaming. And the shape, is it me on the piano playing the symphony of the damned? Play the symphony of the damned!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025