Author's Note: I'm not 100% satisfied with this, but I do love the fift verse! ^^

My head, it swirls

And pains me greatly

One is two, and three is eighty

Through delirium I spy

Foggy phantoms with my eye

Oh, what is real?

And what is dreaming?

Thirteen crows and a full-moon gleaming

I do fear I've lost my way

Dare not move but dare not stay

Something haunts me

Slithering cravens

Wolves and snakes and ghouls and ravens

Beasts so horrid and unclean

Seeks my sanity, so keen

I stumble, falls

And drowns in nothing

Something in there, something rotting

Chaos overwhelming me

All I hear and all I see

Ancient poets

Dead, for certain

Paper faces behind the curtain

What's my line and what's my que?

I confess, I have no clue

Oh, am I caught in a silly world

Or am I just being silly?

Upon the mountain of Bones unfurled

Grows the Fair Blood Lily

Only torment

Haunts my mind

There's no logic I can find

Until dawn subdues the night

And darkness turns to light