*end of message*
Into the West
Lay down, your sweetened weary head.
Night is falling, you have come to journeys end.
Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before...
They are calling, from across a distant shore.
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see,
all of your fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you're only sleeping.......
What can you see?
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come to carry you home.
And all will turn,
into silver glass
A light on the water,
all souls pass......
Hope fades,
into the world of nigh.
Through shadows falling,
out of memory and time.
Don't say,
"We have come now to the end......"
White shores are calling, you and I will meet again...
And you'll be here in my arms,
just sleeping......
What can you see?
On the horizen?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come to carry you home......
And all will turn,
into silver glass.
A light on the water
Grey ships pass,
into the West.
undead withering eternal