THE RED CAP BEDTIME STORY
Nasty things are in the dark
It’s more fun if you follow.
Come and bear the Scarlet mark
We bite, we suck, we swallow.
Won’t know if you’re a Vessel,
But in bliss you still can wallow.
Our Mistress will be good to you –
That is, unless, you’re hollow.
THE NIGHTLANDERS BEDTIME STORY
Sometimes they are shadow;
Sometimes, just a voice.
Always, they’re meticulous
And they leave you no choice.
You don’t fit to their order
Don’t dare to disobey.
The torture can always get worse
So it’s best that you play.
THE QUIET BEDTIME STORY
I have been touched, but it does not care.
It is all around us, but also nowhere.
The silence unmakes us, there’s nowhere to go.
The Quiet claims all; the wise of us know.
THE EYE BEDTIME STORY
THE PLAGUE DOCTOR BEDTIME STORY
I’ve broken my Hippocratic Oath;
My punishment is disease.
Dirty, infected with every ill,
Cut sickness out of me, please.
Lock me away in a sterile room
Will somebody find me a cure?
Can’t cope with this sickness anymore
So murder me, just to be sure.