Sadist

A child his bed sleeping within the warm house
The dream the emotion of tomorrow soon will be Christmasv And sleeping is not easy
Snow and cold cloud the place around
The door is closed not even shadows can penetrate
All seems buried white and silent nobody walks in the holy night
Souls, men, animals
It?s dark blackness in the room only the colored lights take place
Happy but frightened by the night fear of sadness monsters of the mind
It?s dark!!
There?s you with your dead hands
Your cylindrical hat the sadistic smile
Your eyes without pupils black