Come To Me

Reaper calls to me Sings to me “come to me, my love” Fading in and out Like a painful memory Until nothing alive is left Of a soul that can’t be free Of a past that hold me prisoner Blind to it and blind to love While seeing a world So distant and cold Marvelous and painful Full of promises untold Silly school girl with a rose colored glass As everything around her Burns and turns to ash Reaper calls to me Sings to me “come to me, my love.” Sound the trumpets, lead the way Bring on that sublime darkness And eat the light of day Dance with distant shadows And feast with calm repose For how you managed this long Is something no one really knows No sense in trusting a heart That has long since rotted through Giving in to perfect stillness Is all there is really left to do So call me mature decedere And sing softly as I burn For the joy that I have found And the rest that I shall earn