Sing Me A Lullaby

Oh, cold hand of death bring me rest,
Take the air which was never rightfully mine,
Close the rip my presence left in time,
Reach inside and end the crescendo in my chest,

Let space fold back onto me,
Till tortured soul like butterfly flies free,
Asphyxiate the final spark,
Till embers come to rest in dark,

Pianissimo the world had cried,
Fortissimo my heart replied,
Maelstrom of color,
Empty eyes tunnels to the void,
Hope at last destroyed,

Lull me back to primal sleep,
To dream just one more time,
Of my own thoughts being mine,

Drift to slumber in Valkyrie’s hands,
On to Valhalla we go,
Struggle shattered mind and bone,
Fallen in the battle to feel whole.