In the middle of the night
In my warm and cosy bed
I was in a ferocious fight
And petrified of the threat

I saw monsters and a ghost
Was fighting with the devil
Probably I should not boast
But I fought on a proficient level

I fiercely stabbed with my sword
Swung exaggerated with my flail
So much moves to be explored
There was no way that I could fail

But suddenly I forgot my goal
Fell down with my feet to the sky
I knew I have to pay the toll
Tumbled down, thinking I could fly

In an instant I was awake
Lying on the cold and bare floor
I started to tremble and shake
And realized I couldn’t soar