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✨{ sweet dreams } ✨

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🕷️🕷️🕷️ Close your eyes, dear child of mine, the night has just begun The shadows gather at your door, their patience never done An ancient whisper fills the air, a promise from below That all who sleep in darkness here, will reap what they have sown The floorboards creak when no one steps, your closet door's ajar The mirror shows a second you, who blinks when you do not Your breath creates a foggy mist, though summer warms the room The clock strikes thirteen after twelve, announcing coming doom Every night they gather close, when darkness claims the light Patient creatures, never seen, just waiting out of sight They've watched you since your crib days, child, they know your every fear They've whispered in your infant ears, things no one else could hear So close your tired eyes, my dear The night is growing old The things that hide beneath your bed Have stories to be told Hush now, sleep tight, don't make a sound The Watchers in the walls are all around Dream deep, dream long, until the dawn By morning light, your soul might just be gone Hush little baby, close your eyes The nightmare's real, it's no surprise They say that children see them best, before the age of three Before their minds build mighty walls, between what's real and dream You used to point at empty space, and laugh at what was there But now they're angry you forgot, they've come to make you care Your parents cannot save you now, they're sleeping down the hall Their dreams are filled with static noise, they cannot hear your call The ceiling patterns rearrange, when you look away too long The shadows dance a waltz of death, to childhood's forgotten song So close your tired eyes, my dear The night is long and cold The things that hide inside your head Are centuries old Hush now, sleep tight, don't make a sound The Watchers in the walls are all around Dream deep, dream long, until the dawn By morning light, your soul might just be gone Hush little baby, close your eyes The nightmare's real, it's no surprise They say that when you sleep, your soul can wander free But what if something takes your place, and you can never leave? The boundary thins when midnight strikes, between their world and ours What creeps across might wear your face, but empty are its eyes Remember when you were so small, and feared what lurks below? Your instincts knew the truth back then, what your mind refused to know That monsters need no fangs or claws, no blood or gore or pain The truest horror simply waits, and whispers your true name (whispered) They know your name... They've always known... They're waiting... Hush now, sleep tight, don't make a sound The Watchers in the walls are all around Dream deep, dream long, until the dawn By morning light, your mind might just be gone Hush little baby, close your eyes Your nightmare's real, it's no surprise Every night you fight the sleep, but tiredness always wins And when at last your eyes grow heavy, that's when they begin They crawl from corners, vents and drains, from spaces in-between The places where reality, is thinner than it seems Sweet dreams, dear child, if you still can The night is young, and so are they The ancient ones who watch and wait For children who refuse to pray Sleep tight, don't fret, it's just a song A lullaby to help you rest But when you wake, if you still do You might find something in your chest