Running in a world of shadow,
The skulls of loved ones at my feet,
Demons and monsters close behind me,
Snapped and reaching out with their gnarled and sharp claws...
Only can I have dreamt of something so malicious,
Ominous just from the first thought,
And now here I am,
Beign chased down by the very beast I created...
Jumping over fallen trees in a forest,
Diving through puddles on the city street,
Jumping from the top of a building,
Everything impossible but the demons still follow me!
End this nightmare,
If I die here tonight,
Then this apocalyptic nightmare,
Shall be known to me as the Nightmarealypse in death...
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