Eternal Sleep
Passing at the crossroads, each road unpaved
The sirens song tempts even the strong willed
Such holes in her chest will never be filled
A journey for those who cannot be saved
Thrown in the water, and burning alive
The thunder clashes and the demons scream
A prayer for the sin one cannot redeem
Why live if this is the price to survive?
The blade sinks in deep, and the rivers run red
Darkness moves in to claim the weeping sky
September reveals the finely cloaked lie
The wolves descend after the blood has been shed
Wounds from the burdens one chooses to keep
Desperate cries plead for eternal sleep
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