Hear the song of Morpheus in the realm of dreams,
See the poppy flowers surround his changing forms
And on the ebony bed you would lay beside him,
While the shadows dance in the dim-lit cave.
To your hearts desire, he'll take you there,
He'll fulfill your biggest wish, but beware.
It's all smoke and mirrors in your dreams
And if dreams are nightmares, your screams
No one will hear, except him.
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