yogg-saron.

In this sleeping city of yours, walk only mad things. You will be alone in the end. Remember, only death is eternal. Have you had the dream again? A black goat with seven eyes that watches from the outside. He sees you. It is standing right behind you… do not move… do not breathe. There is a little lamb lost in the dark woods. Even there, light must die. Here you escape the horrors of reality. Tremble. Tremble mortals before the coming of the end. I am the lucid dream. There is no escape. Not in this life. Nor the next.