A Good Night To Die
A GOOD NIGHT TO DIE
It is a good night to die
As the mist rolls in and
My soul is desperate
To be released
From a body weary
And now of limited use
It is a good night to die
As the after- life calls and
Echoes through the mist
That envelops so thick
The enchantment that swirls in the air
Unlocks the shackles
That binds my soul
And I’m being set free
I go gladly
It is a good night to die
Up to the moon the wind
Blows my soul
Cleansing me of all my troubles
I look down below
At the useless clay shell
Now turning to dust
I need it no more
It is a good night to die
As breath no longer heaves
My chest
Or beats a heart that
Was full of woe
The reaper has come
And I lead the way
To the other side
It is a good night to die
For my journey has ended
And my work here is done
Copyright © Evrod Samuel | Year Posted 2013
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