Long ago I would lie to a demon telling him invented nightmares to turn him into an angel. Now that old monster is gone. But how can I now tell an angel a true nightmare that poses him as a demon? Never could I. During the day my angel makes my eyes shine, but at night the new monster makes them cry.
How can my angel fight a demon he does not know to exist? Guess I shall fight it alone; somehow find from this cruelty the exit. Demon, why do you chase me? Even with these dreams you cannot change me. Don’t play tricks on me, I know that monster from my dreams is not him. If you choose to be my enemy, you might find someone who is not usually myself.
Why are you so envious? Why can’t you stand the idea of me being happy? Why letting me smile during the day and making me voiceless shout during the night. You coward, you only appear when my angel cannot be around. Wherever your lair is in hell, you should be homeward. From my lungs you will breath no more stolen air; that I can surely tell.
You make me wake up and make me wake him up and promise he will never do what the counterfeit of my nightmare did. He’ll keep his promises, in that I have faith, just as he always does in deed. I don’t want you around; if I defeat you I’ll be stronger. Then I guess an enemy’s necessary; be sure I will defeat you any means necessary.
Useless efforts to make my doubt those of your; there’s nothing than you more inferior. I know his heart is so soft, and that compared to this feeling there is nothing superior. I know he can only kiss me, hug me, chase me, and speak the truth. Now that I got him you can’t just come and turn my sweet dream into nightmare. With us don’t you err.
Ugly demon, you have no mercy on my soul. If killing this feeling is your goal you’ve really turned into my foe. Coming to bother me… your death will only be your fault. Are you a new one trying to bring me torture? Or are you just the shadow of the old one? Whoever, whatever you are, you cannot change your misfortune.
