This is the world we leave now.

The place where desires lay down to sleep.
Where stories are thought.
This is the land of the forgotten.

This is the dream of the sunken steps,
the world of the Kingdom.

This is the graveyard of desires,
the landfill of horror,
the country of the dead.

This is the yard of the forgiven ideals,
the bed of wet dreams and eternal sorrow.
The place where our hopes drown in the shallow of the sea,
and they raise reborn by sun dawn.

This is it. The kingdom of dreams.