Until we meet again, I stay
Far beneath the world of clay

In bedrooms where people dream
Of love or peace; pretend things.
That's the time when I will scheme
Of all the ways to make you scream!

A bit of death, a serpent's spell
I only give a taste of hell...

Hate and pain and fear entwined
These nightmares I shall grant the mind.

And I think that you'll agree
The sandman can't compare to me.

You'll awaken in a cold sweat
The world, is what you freat.
You are you,have no regrets.

Do not dwell on these flavors I bring to your bed
For life's to short, when you think
of how long you'll be dead.
Til tomorrow night, I guarantee
We'll meet again, eternally.

ah that was nice iliked it

Wow, girl someone bitten
your butt, and like the
golfer who knows that it's only a game,
your gonna beat him at it, all the same.

Nicely done, Enya

awesome loved it

GREAT

Very nice Enya!

I really like this.