The Final Sleep
When the final sunset happens
when the moon no longer shines
when the castle moats are empty
all anger will decline
When the lunar sin
is counted
and death is in defeat
all our dragons will be slain
and laying at our feet
No harm be our incentive
into the dark we creep
crying demons
rising from the deep
cats mewling
no more belonging
to the rose or tulip
they lay upon the heap
dead dreams
We forever more shall sleep
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