Realm of Forgotten Dreams

In the realm where dreams hold sway, Where shadows dance and nightmares play. Through misted veils and twisted paths, Lies the land where sanity hath no grasp. Beneath the moon's ethereal glow, In whispered winds, secrets flow. Through ancient woods where darkness thrives, Echoes of the lost souls' cries. In labyrinthine depths untold, Where eldritch horrors unfold. In cities of cyclopean stone, Whispers from the void intone. Beyond the veil of mortal sight, In the embrace of eternal night. In the heart of the dreaming sea, Lies the truth of what will be. Through the gates of madness, we tread, Where the Old Ones lay their dread. In the cosmic dance of time and space, We are but dust in the endless race. So heed the whispers from beyond, In the land where dreams respond. For in the depths of sleep's embrace, Lies the key to the elder race. In the silence of the dreaming night, Where shadows dance in spectral light. We find our place in the endless flow, Of dreams and nightmares, where truths bestow. As the stars above begin to fade, And the abyss calls, its whispers made. We drift away on ethereal streams, Lost in the realm of endless dreams. In the void where time holds no sway, We surrender to the cosmic play. For in the depths where darkness gleams, We are but fragments of forgotten dreams.