Divine Debauchery- by: unknown forgotten

I almost dreamed a dream for me
It didn't end up as I thought it would be
A classic portrayal of life being as it seems
But it ended up filled with ghosts
Those dead bastards, creeping their way up from hell
Their stoic heads turning slowly and looking around
I stood up an oblivious fool then fell down too

Now don't take my remarks, seek your own
when your dead friends come back and tell you earnestly what to do
I cracked my shoulder leaning on a wall carved out of stone
Then the wall cracked and my shoulder fell through

I landed in your shoes, they surely didn't fit
Nothing next to the vines growing on them were kept cool
Limb by limb I slipped through the cracks
They gasped and whisped like your heavily grasped breath whilst you sleep

I slipped through when I wasn't even meant to
And now I answer to the Dark Lord
Not to say I listen, what a weasely bitch
He must be blind, for he hasn't noticed my white cloak
I am exempt