Sleep - Aethere

Shattered teeth

Bitter lies

A throat full of whiskey

Battling time

Sleep, stranded bastard

Dream of the way things should be

It’s the anniversary, you know

The reminder of all you keep and cease to seek

Sleep

Turn it off and sleep

Those memories should no longer be on repeat

The snapping of a neck in noose

The sway of dangling feet

Sleep, my love

Sleep

The thousand tears falling for you

Warped the wood that now creaks

Sleep, thoughts

Sleep

Maybe one day we can all find peace

Sleep forever

Sleep

You know you’ve grown tired

You know you’ve grown weak

Sleepless serpent

Sleep

For the apple was consumed

The desire of which we all eat

Sleep///sleep