Listen traveler...

And listen well...

Be placed under our nighttime spell.

These dreams come from the ages past

No more dreams in here will last

In all distress and all aghast

Upon our world the clock does tick

As the greif sets in oh-so-thick

What do their dreams draw forth?

Could it be The Sun or Snow?

Dearest traveler... that question's answer...

you..... sho-uld

ne-ver...

kno-w........