A Lullaby of Sorrow


Once I bore hurt
I bore pain
I bore loss
Oceans of agony
Torn by the cost
Caught in a landslide
of hopeless despair
this is what happens to those who don't care
Light of the night-fire
Storms of the day
Thrust of a cold knife
Takes my pain away
Death is my Keeper
He comes soon for me
If sad things were gladness, then happy are we
Nothing to answer
Nothing to say
Nothing to cherish
No reasons to stay
Come now, my kindred
Come lay next to me
Beneath dazzling night times, we'll sing while we sleep

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