Monday night Tuesday morning, master bedroom Salems standing in the dark Watching Sarahs sleeping body Someone is in her bed Twisting, turning in his fever David will not even see her I am invisible..I am the one to bring you down I open up my hand, the Goofer Dust is falling Its now on Sarahs hand You can almost see the dead, as they enter Sarahs head Then deep into her stomach, I wonder how the baby feels Violently shes sitting up Screams of pain I know shes hurting I only see white in her eyes Sarah speaks in unknown tongue Then she spits a little blood Time has come, I must be gone In comes Grandpa, what is he doing I thought I had him not moving But the dead in Sarahs head, will take her to an early grave Salem is gone Go back to sleep me dear Its just another nightmare Those God damn voodoo drums I will stay in here tonight, and keep an open eye So you can sleep again... Sarah sleep...Sarah sleep...Sarah sleep...
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