The stormy winds cradle me to sleep
The night seduced by death calls me to bed
They say the noises around will be my guide
They say the darkness beside will be my might
I am told to have a new beginning, this has to be the end
This—an ode to an eternity called death.
The tighter I close my eyes, the brighter it gets
Life is watching me from the other side
Death will take her it in its stride
I am told to have a new beginning, this has to be the end
This—an ode to eternal death.
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