Sciamachy

Dream them up

Shadows upon the surface of the mind

Make them all, invite them in

 

Preoccupied with omens, prophets

Remnants of old memories, demons

Make them to drink them, invite them to fight them

 

Companions

Follow them, they follow you

Watch them, they watch you

 

Because a shadow is also a reflection

And a shadow is also an absence

You fill it to fight it, but you cannot win