A Lurking Dream

From a dream i made you , in that restless night
From whence i crawled , into your sight
Above the door , under your bed
Iam all things , that make you dead
The lurking madness , of thoughts blood red
An insect's nest , inside your head
Remember me , when you feel joy
The faintest love , i shall destroy
Remember me , in every dream
For iam you , not what you seem
Iam what makes , the flesh you feel
There is no difference , in what is real