A lethal dream ...

A story to cool the bones, about things that I saw one night wandering in the glares, I took a drink but no more It was climber, enjoying the bright moonlight, which looked up in the stars, unaware that a presence by from me, I watched each movement feeling scared I fell to my knees, and something rushed me from the trees, and took me to a sacred place and that's where I fell from tolerance .... then they invoked me to perform with them, to the dance of death, I followed them in a circle of fire, and in a room they led me. As if time had stopped I was numb with fear, but I still wanted to go and the glow of the fire did not hurt me and I felt I was in a trance and my spirit was lifted from me and only one person has the opportunity, to Witness what happened to me. I dance, I jump and I sing with them, they all had death in their eyes, The lifeless figures were a death of all had ascended from hell as I dance with death, my free spirit was laughing and screaming under me, Under of my dead, my body has just danced in the circle of the dead. until time together with us both. and my spirit returned and descended on me, I do not know if I was alive or dead, like the others, and inside me. Luckily after a skirmish began and took the attention away from me, when they took his gaze to me, it was the moment I fled. I ran from hell faster than the wind, but I did not take a look behind, One thing I did not dare, and that is that I could not look straight at myself. When you know that your time has come you think you are ready for that, say your last goodbyes to everyone, drink and pray for him when you lie in your dream, your friends in your bed, and wake up from your dreams, you will dance With the dead, On this damn day I'll never know, Just why they let me go, but I'll never go dancing again, Until I dance with the dead.