these screams are not enough to help you lie.
You heave your pain upon my chest,
in hopes it will let you rest.
Your bleeding eyes free not your heart,
that you yourself had ripped apart.
Sing your sorrow unto this night,
wish this pain to ease your plight.
Burn these scars as faith grows thin,
devoured by your demons within.
Sigh, your breath as cold as ice,
whisper dear and close your eyes.
Lullaby to let you die,
for all you've dreamt has been a lie.