Enter the Realm of Morpheus
When the God of Sleep Casts a Spell over humanity
As you enter the world of sleep,
Wear the magic of the sleeping cloak.
With it, around you, reality begins to melt,
And disappears like wisps of smoke.
For eight hours you live your dreams,
In the world beyond our reality.
The world of Dreams beckons you,
As you cross the threshold of sleep,
It is time to step into another world,
Where anything is possible,
As you lie in the depths of slumber.
Morpheus the God of Sleep invites you,
Into the dreams and nightmares of his world,
As you lie in bed in deep slumber curled.
The world that we can only imagine,
Gives us visions beyond our wildest dreams,
Nothing is what it seems at first glance,
As animals and beasts in the forests prance.
Try to be a lucid dreamer in a lucid dream,
You will control every dream that you see,
