Sleep Eden sleep,
My fallen son,
Slumber in peace.
Cease my pain,
Life is just a vain,
For us to gain,
Nothing but all the same.
No healing hand
For your disease.
Drinking scorn like water,
Cascading with my tears.
Beneath the candle bed
Two saddened angels,
In Heaven, in Death.
Now let us lie,
Sad we lived,
Sad we die.
Even in your pride,
I will never blame you.
A mother's love,
Is a sacrifice.
Together sleeping,
Keeping it all.
No sympathy,
No eternity,
One light for undeserved tear.
Beneath the candle bed,
Two souls,
With everything to be said.














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Do you know why I'm a novelist? Because I'm obviously fucking mad!
I experience everything very strongly. Music is my defense against the world. ~Tuomas Holopainen
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I taught your girlfriend that thing you like.
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Do you know why I'm a novelist? Because I'm obviously fucking mad!
I experience everything very strongly. Music is my defense against the world. ~Tuomas Holopainen
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