Chasing shadows
Over the ground with myself only sleeping
Dwarves and giants
Twenty feet tall
Fill the room with their grieving
Sounds of breathing
Sharpen my ears
Then they fade into nothing
Someone's laughter
Out in the street fills the night with their loving
I feel the axe in my head
Running his hands through my bed
Not even dreaming I seem to be dead
Colours of yellow and colours of red