Sleep on night's silent sleep
Feel the chill growing

Fear begins as darkness comes and mummy calls goodnight
There's something in the bedroom here that doesn't feel quite right

Snuggled up in bed so warm safe inside from nighttime's storm
The sandman tries to spread the land of dreams
Soft footsteps creak behind the door
A coldness crawls across the floor
All forcing her to open up her eyes
There's shadows dancing on the wall
Noises come from down the hall
Don't toss and turn my little one
There's rest for those who sleep

The pictures dark around the room
Reveal a hidden mystery
No comfort flows behind the artist's hand
She pulls the covers overhead
A feeling safe inside her bed
But something tugs and makes her want to see

The toybox lid is opening
A soft mist creeps across the edge
Inside a thousand sleeping secrets slowly now awake

Out jumps Jack from out the box
Upon the rocking horse he rocks it to and fro
Smiling as the creatures of the night
Emerge from darkened walls
Building blocks and bouncing balls
Are thrown from every corner of the room


Clockwork toys without a key begin to whirr and click upon the windowsill
And down below the harlequins are dancing round and round the chair
The sound of chilling laughter fills the air
Puppets with no strings attached pull and kick at teddy without care
They're knocking out the stuffing from this bear
The dolls house comes to life and inside toytown man and wife
Are screaming at the children yet again

Then just as madness reached it's towering high
"Stop!" cried Jack “there's something wrong”
And pointing to the bed
Reveals the one who should be sleeping still awake

Screams of joy and laughter fill the air while on the floor the toys await
As Jack dismounts his trusty seed
Then one by one towards the bed they climb upon the covers each intent
On mischief borne from deep inside
"Come my little one come to my breast
I will comfort you upon your journey's end
Fear not little one I am your love
Will you walk with me upon the road to hell”
She runs from the bed towards the door but finds it locked
She is trapped within the shadows on the wall
Then covering in the corner of the room she hides her eyes
From the smiling wooden faces of her fear

"Right now me hearty lads” cried Jack to the toys
"It is time to see who judges here at night
Who wants first blood drawn from the hearth
Of the innocence that shakes at my feet"

"No!" she cries and jumps
With reaching hands clutching air
Her fingers catch the reins of Jack's own rocking horse
Then lightning strikes and thunder cracks
And fighting for life
The stallion wakes from its wooden hearted sleep
"Climb upon my back and we will fly from this nightmare
That threatens you from deep within the dark"
Then straight for the window they crash through the glass
Soaring high over Kensington park so high the fly

Ghosts and white horses dance
Flying high she reaches out to touch
The falling rain as warm as tears
Then wind drawn from a thousand unseen choirs of angels
Ruffles through her hair
The feeling soothes away her fears
Giant stairways that spiral to the sky leading nowhere
That anyone should ever dare to go
Curtains of slow motion lace and nightmares
Wave to her from windows that disappear below
She hears the laughter echo in the haunted filagree
The screams that chase "Come back my pretty dove"
Faster now and higher now
Faster my love and we will reach the stars that sparkle high above
Up through the clouds and through the night
Soft freedom on an endless flight
She grasps the horses mane with all her joy
But something strange is happening here
Jack's voice cries out so loud so clear
"It's time for you return to me my toy"
The stallion turns and smiles at her staring deep
She feels the hand of Jack
Drawing out her every breath
Then slowly upwards turning round
The child looses grip and falls to ground
Yet one so small to conquer death

I never promised you a happy ending...

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