Son of Nyx, Lord of the Night
And of Erebus of Darkness
Gods of power and creation
Makers of shadows and light
Brother of Thanatos
Lord of Death
Hypnos lived in Hades
Around which flowed Lethe
The water of forgetfulness
Day and Night he is there
Waiting for the sweet release
He calls his children to sleep
Passing half of their lives away
But coming to his arms
In the deep of the dreams
Enter Lord Morpheus
Who creates, and longs to play
These are the secrets all keep
Awash in the world of the night