Viscous Fangs That Bite

A deep look at dreams

Satan has demonic forces doing his bidding
as I drift to sleep I'm not kidding
I go to a world with caverns filled
straight from the river of erotic death in Hell

there is creatures sporting viscous fangs that bite
dripping blood off side with eyes filled with holes
sulfur of deep erotic premonition taunts my soul
Dark embedded structures with remnants of flames

this place is for the mentally insane in the membrane
no drink of water to ever quench my thirst
fire breathing dragons with evil intentions
as I roam this wretched place of desolation

I pant for a serious question like is this my fate ?
Do some soul searching & this is what I come up with
There are two paths you can go by but in the long run
There's still time to change the road your on

That's why I pray everyday so I won't go to this place of the dead
Silence of a memory that taunts my intentions
Vast darkened caverns with demons I must flee
It's a reason to believe in a real savior to save me from danger

Satan laughing spreads his wings in this world of sin
Now I have a true purpose now I know where to begin
I have come to close not to turn back now
No use looking back when your hand is on the plow

Caged barbaric remnants I will see no more
As I gaze in the vast display of heaven's shore
For faith is the substance of things unseen
There can be no use for me living in a land of mean