eyeofh: The Demon Press

As I fall into the gaping maw
of slumber's cold compress,
behind me - daytime's insane law!
In front - the Demon Press!

It's spinning tales of cataclysm,
as none you've ever dreamed before,
an ever-changing, carnal-schism,
forcing me, my mind, to war.

The battle rages - an eternal flame.
No force of will can, here, deny
that timeless spinsters sinister claim
to what is seen by the sleeping eye!