Dream: Floating death?

Because people seem to enjoy them. Here is my latest attempt at Lucid Dreaming. It went well methinks.

I was standing in a graveyard, like the earlier dreams I was standing in the moonlight.
There were wisps of fog hanging about, I realized after a second it was clouds. I walked a few feet and came to the edge of the graveyard. I looked down and realized the graveyard was flying high in the air and the clouds/fog were wafting past me quite quickly.
I backed away really really fast. (I'm scared shitless of heights.) It was also around this time I realized I was dreaming again. I stood in the center of the graveyard for a second as I gathered my senses. Realizing that I had pretty decent control of my mind's avatar I thought about flying down. (Something I wasn't able to do when I practiced this, It always caused me to panic.)
I walked to the opposite side of the floating graveyard turned and charged.

I didn't fly, I fell. Like every time before I couldn't quite do it. I fell strait down and hit the ground. I shuttered and moaned in pain (I could hear myself in IRL, it was disturbing.) My arms and leg twiched and I laid there in the crater for what seemed like an eternity. I looked to my side and saw a white cross. It was another tombstone... behind it was another and another. There were white and black crosses as far as I could see. The grass was amazingly green. Also the ground wasn't flat it was very hilly. Far to the east my view was obstructed by a sizable hill. It was now day light for some reason. I felt very uncomfortable and started walking south.
I realized after I moment that I was standing on the slope of a mountain and south was leading me into the valley. After a few minutes I stopped and started looking at the tombstones. They had writing on it but I couldn't quite read it. I tried a few others and didn't find anything.

I reached a hill and walked onto it. Off in the distance I could only see more crosses and a crypt. Even farther away I could see mountains. I started walking toward the crypt and suddenly got a chill. Despite it being sunny and temperate I felt cold. I looked around but could see nothing so I kept walking to the crypt. The closer I got the more anxious I felt. Now that I was closer I could see that the crypt was in good repair. It had a single door on the south side and gothic fencing all around. I grabed the fence to throw myself over when I realized it hurt. I pulled my hand back and it was bleeding. It seems the entire fence was razor sharp. I chose this time to hurdle it.

Inside the gothic crypt there was a pile of bones. They didn't seem all human because of them were very large and oddly shaped. Others were very small versions of human bone.
I walked outside the crypt and it was night time. Sitting on the corner of the fence was a boy with a flute. He played a very sad song. I stood and watched him for awhile. After a few rounds of his tune he removed the flute and began to sing.

Haunted. I flee desire.
Harried, I choose death.
I found my rest in filthy waters.
Hands, naked hands touch my body.

The song bothered me so I approached the boy to ask him about the song.
He seems surprised to see me when he turns around.
This place isn't meant for the living. You must run.
I see behind him the tombstones are no longer white crosses. They are now gothic tombstones. Some of them appear to be vandalized.

"They cannot sleep" The boy told me plainly.
I felt cold again.
"I came here from devotion" I told him (I have no idea wtf I was saying)
He didn't talk, he just point his arm south. There was a man in black shrouds standing in a pile of bodies. He isn't the shadowman from before. But I realize that he is the enemy I came here to fight. With a quick sidewards swipe I call out my katana. I then realize that I am wearing loose fitting white clothes. The man in black nods to me, then from his hands emrges a massive Halberd. He descends with maddening speed towards me.

The boy watches, after I second he sings another song.

"Dance, dance with blades of death"
"Fight for life, fight for love."
"Let hope decend and darkness flee"
"In lights thee find his warriors strength"

I was quicker with my blade then before. I let loose a few controlled right-to-left slashes testing his guard. He angles the shaft of his halberd in a cunning block. I locked the shaft to his chest. He pushes back hard; he gains the advanage and prepares to throw me back. I relax my blade and duck, then lunge under his surprised guard. He gurgled blood and stepped back from me.
Raising his halberd in the air I feel a blast of cold, All around me there the nameless men come.
Spinning around I cut them all, then duck and run to the left between them. They seem to be endless.

Directly behind me I see a small creek. I hop it and spy a hulking black creature. It was about 10 feet tall and made out of an oozing darkness. It was vaguely humanoid alough it's right arm was much larget then it's left. At the end it had a wicked claw.
I put myself in a defensive stance and my swords clinks into a satisfying Left-stabbing position. The monster charges me. at about 20 feet I break my defensive stance and run past him slashing. The shadow parts as my blade hits it. The top half falls onto the ground and seems to splatter. I jump backwards but an arm shoots out of the blob and grabs my leg. I fall to the ground hard, I feel warm blood on the back of my head. I hack down with my sword severing the creatures arm.

I flip up and walk away. The blob seems to have formed into chistled looking men. The texture seems alittle redder this time. I engage them both again. After this I lose track of everything that happened. I remember next running away. The blob was dead but hundreds of minature reaping creatures took it's place and cut up my legs. After I got far enough away I forced myself to wake up.

Yeah that dream was a let down.