Artisitic Roll Call

Grieve, but keep thy curtains closed
Grant me sleep alone
Alone
Mourn, do bewail for me
Set our spirits free
For me
Leave life has never failed
Souls collapsed have wailed
Fade
Feel lost and gone away
Blood has turned to pale
To pale
Leave, let your heart unfold
Speak of tales untold
Untold
Feel life comes to an end
Fear not what's at hand
In tears