Death Music

Goodbye
Sleep well
I won’t see you tomorrow
The world will keep turning
In the absence of logic

and I hope
You can breathe
Something new of sorrow
A sigh of relief in the mourning
To the ends of my panic

I will sit
By myself
All alone on my stool
I will hate myself
And I will like it

My lack
Of freedom
Will be liberating
While my increasing weaponry
Will introduce peace

I feel I know
What others feel
I wish that I did
I wish I could take their burden
Lack of passion, new lease

I will sit
By myself
All alone on my stool
I will hate myself
And I will like it

Good night
Sleep well
Dream of tomorrow
Dream of a colder sunset
Too short a refrain

Begs
For action
Reaction
Forgiveness
Begs
For Hatred
Freedom
Forgiveness

I will sit
By myself
All alone on my stool
I will hate myself
And I will like it